Page 202 of Bossy Romance

My chest burning, I try to pull off my shirt.

Adam grabs my hand. “Ah-ah, Nova.”

My eyes widen and I let out a pathetic mewl. How long is he going to make me wait?

Adam rolls me over and kisses me again, harder this time. He teases my lips open with his tongue and crushes me with his body, inhaling all of my panting breaths until I nearly die.

Every part of me feels like it’s sizzling with flames and I ground my hips against his, testing his steely resolve.

He groans and blinks rapidly as if his head is spinning.

“Why are you taking your time?” My hands skate over his back. Lust is ricocheting inside my body like a frustrating game of pinball. The kind where the ball knocks against the ramps and pins, causing all the lights to flash and never falling into a hole.

Just get into a damn hole already!

Adam smirks. It’s a slow, sexy smile that spreads from his lips and lights in his eyes. It makes my heart leap straight into my throat and makes my brain short-circuit.

“Do you know you have a teacher voice?”

“A what?” I croak.

He trails kisses over my jaw, dragging his mouth down the column of my neck and making me jolt when he stays in one place, sucking so furiously I’m sure it’ll leave a bruise. I release a loud moan and he leaves a nip on my neck like a deranged vampire.

Out of breath and unravelling with heat, I push him back and attack his jeans to get them off.

Adam stops me again.

I feel like scratching his eyes out.

“I know what you want, Nova,” Adam whispers in my ear. “And I’ll give it to you. But you can’t have control here.”

My eyes flit up to his.

His gaze is steady and dark. Those perfect lips are slightly parted and more brown than pink thanks to my lipstick.

I do my best to sort through his words. What does he want from me? The answer feels like it’s hiding in plain sight, but my lust-addled brain is in full get-Adam-naked mode. It starts glitching even harder when warm hands slide over my stomach.

“You are so beautiful,” Adam says, smoothing out the angry lines in my forehead with a kiss. “Even when you scowl.” He traces my lips with his thumb. “Do you know how much I want you, Nova?”

“Then show me,” I grind out.

Adam frowns and kisses me again, but it lacks the gentleness of before. This time, it’s almost angry. The force of it slams my head into a pillow. Carnivorous, violent, he pins me down with his body.

I encourage him, press myself against him, rile him up until my heart threatens to burst. My blood runs so hot it’s like I’m being boiled to the bone.

Adam yanks my shirt off and I quickly shimmy out of my pants before he can stop me. Cool air hits my bare shoulders and the sensible cotton lingerie I didn’t know I’d be showing off today.

He sucks in a sharp breath when he sees me, eyes slipping up my legs all the way to my chest. The doubts start clearing away. He finds me desirable. It’s written all over his face. Whatever’s going on, it’s not because he’s disappointed.

I arch up and twist my arm around to fumble with the clasp of my bra when Adam stops again.

At first, my nostrils flare in frustration.

Then I remember what he said.

You can’t have control here.

Understanding bursts into my mind. I realize what he wants from me isn’t just naked lust and open legs.

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