Tamed (Torn #5)(44)

His breath caught, and I finally looked at him. His eyes held so much anger and pain in them. He looked ready to crack.

“It doesn’t mean I wanted to watch you f*ck him,” he finally said.

“Then, you shouldn’t have followed me upstairs,” I shot back.

He ran his hand through his messy hair, his fingers clutching at it as if he wanted to pull it out. I wasn’t sure if he was just plain pissed off or if something more was bothering him at this point.

“I can’t stand to f*cking lie here next to you while you smell like him!” he finally said, his voice nearly shouting.

“Wha—” My voice got caught in my throat when his mouth covered mine. I hadn’t even seen him move.

His lips parted, and his tongue thrust into my mouth. I made a sound in the back of my throat as our tongues tangled together. He pressed his body down on mine, and I could feel his arousal against my stomach.

He continued to explore every crevice of my mouth, tasting me in a way he never had before.

“I’m going to erase him,” he whispered as he pulled away.

I locked my fingers in his hair and pulled his lips back down to mine. I kissed him deeply, savoring the taste of him. We shouldn’t be doing this. I knew that. We needed to talk, to sort out whatever the hell was happening between us, but I couldn’t stop myself.

My hands slid from his hair down to the smooth skin of his back. I traced his shoulder blades with my fingers before moving them lower. He sucked in a breath as I explored him. The whole time, our mouths never separated.

He pulled away long enough to rip my shirt up over my head. He tossed it away before lowering himself again. My pulse quickened as I felt my nipples brush against his chest. I lived for moments like these when nothing was between us. Skin-to-skin with Adam was the only time I felt like we were truly connected.

His hands found my hips, his fingers digging into them as he tried to pull me closer. I wanted closer. I needed closer. I wiggled underneath him, and he groaned, his fingers tightening around my hips. In the back of my mind, I wondered if he’d leave bruises, but I didn’t care.

I opened my eyes and saw that he was staring at me as he kissed me deeply. My breath froze in my chest as I stared into his dark depths. They were so full of passion, of desire. I needed him more than I’d ever admit out loud.

Adam was everything to me. I loved him. In that moment, I knew it was the truth. Despite his faults, the way he whored around, I loved him. I wanted more than just sex from him. I wanted him to be mine. Admitting that to myself was a lot harder than I had imagined, but I knew it was the truth.

He closed his eyes as he pulled his lips from mine. He kissed along my jaw, stopping briefly to suck on my earlobe. I jerked, pressing my hips against his. He hissed as he ground his hips against mine. Without a doubt, I knew that he would be inside me in a second if it weren’t for my underwear and his boxers.

I ran my fingers down his sides, digging in with my nails as I went. He made a sound so deep and so primal that I almost came right then and there. He released my hips, only to catch my hands in his iron grip. He raised them above my head, pinning them there.

Without looking at me, he lowered his head and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. The wet warmth of his mouth was enough to make me moan, but when he gently bit down on the tip, I lost control.

My body exploded. An orgasm crashed down around me. Breath left me, and all I could concentrate on was the way his tongue circled my nipple and the heavy feel of his hard cock against my stomach. Coherent thought was nowhere to be found. The only thing I could feel was the pleasure coursing through my body.

When I finally came back down, I opened my eyes.

He released my nipple and stared at me with a look of awe on his face. “Did you just come from only that?”

I nodded, suddenly embarrassed.

He grinned, the first one I’d seen in what felt like years. “I knew I was good, but damn, I’m a f*cking god.”

I rolled my eyes. “Shut up.”

His expression turned serious. “Oh, I’m done talking.”

He kissed a trail down my stomach to the top of my underwear. His tongue slipped under the band, and I moaned. I could feel his lips turn up into a grin as he kissed my skin. He released my hands and grabbed the top of my underwear. He ripped them off, the frail strings snapping, and tossed them away.

He spread my legs and dropped his mouth to the apex of my thighs. I sucked in a sharp breath as his warm tongue ran across my clit. He sucked it into his mouth. I tried to buck my hips, but he grabbed them to hold me in place. I attempted to break his hold, but it was no use. I thrashed around before wrapping my legs around his neck to push his face deeper into me.

“Fuck, you smell so good, but you taste even better.” He groaned before sucking on my clit again.

I exploded for the second time. A scream ripped from my throat as he worked me through my orgasm. When it passed, my entire body felt like jelly. A thin sheen of sweat covered my body. My breasts rose and fell heavily as I tried to calm my breath.

He pulled away and stood long enough to discard his boxers. Then, he was on top of me again. “You’re so f*cking beautiful when you come.” He stared down at me.

The intensity in his eyes terrified me in the most delicious way.

“I’ve never seen anything like it. You just…lose yourself in it,” he said.