Page 72 of Yearn

Had I always known Adam was my darker half? Is that why from the moment we met we snarled and pushed at each other, sensing if we ever stopped, we’d end up combusting?

I shivered and stared at his threatening grin, fascinated by the obvious warning.

He was giving me one more chance to run. He was demanding I surrender willingly. I’d need to lay out my naked body and offer myself up to whatever he wanted to do. It was terrifying. It was wrong.

It was all I’d ever dreamed of.

I was naked except for a tiny pair of panties. I’d never had a man stare at my nakedness like I was his own private peep show, refusing to be rushed into action. I found the longer he looked, the more my skin sensitized, my body melting and yearning at the same time, until I was afraid I’d beg before he even got me to the bed. I loved pleasing him on such a primitive level, relishing what my body could give him by doing nothing but standing still. Already, the power dynamics shifted by the simple command and my obedience.

I wanted more.

I wanted everything Adam promised.

Throwing back my head with pure challenge, I gave him a side eye and stalked over to the bed. My breasts bounced as I walked, and I deliberately rolled my hips, putting on the show I knew he wanted. Getting on my hands and knees, I crawled to the center of the mattress, making sure my ass was high in the air. Slowly, I rolled to my back, planting both feet flat on the bed. Stretching my arms up over my head, I curled my fingers into fists, stretched them back out, and grasped the headboard behind me.

I couldn’t help my satisfaction at the sound of his ragged breathing. No matter how he tried to hide it, he craved me justas much. It was the only thing that allowed me to be so free and push myself beyond my boundaries.

“Spread your legs.”

I shivered at his husky command. Already my panties were soaked and he hadn’t even touched me yet. I moved my feet wider, inch by inch, until I was spread wide. He walked over to the edge of the bed and stared down at me, at my wanton body laid out for him; my stiff nipples begging for his mouth; the wet scrap of lace barely covering my pussy.

“Very nice.”

I waited for him to finally take off his clothes and get on the bed, but he only gazed at me with those blistering dark eyes, watching me start to squirm with need.

“We’re gonna play a game, and it’s real simple. I tell you what to do. You do it without question. You play nice, you get a reward. You don’t, and you get punished.”

Oh, My God.

I wanted to smack him and tell him I deserved his respect, but right now, I admitted I wanted to be treated like a slut. I wanted him to make me come hard over and over. I wanted him to use me so well, my body wouldn’t work in the morning. The excitement overcame my rational brain who warned once I did this, everything would change. I’d have a secret. Would I be able to live with it and myself? Would I be able to look at my best friend and not tell her all the ways Adam fucked me?

God, it was screwed up but I couldn’t stop myself. The bad part inside me that hid so long sensed escape, and it was like the damn genie in the bottle. I couldn’t get it back in. Not until I had this one night.

“And if I don’t?” I challenged. I practically dared him to walk away from something I knew he wanted just as badly. We’d been having foreplay for the past year, and I know I wasn’t the only one ready to explode. But that asshole only shrugged.

“I’ll walk. I didn’t get to this point to be your little yes boy. Not like Max.”

I hated him; hated that he uttered his friend’s name like nothing. “Funny you always bring up Max. I didn’t know you were so jealous,” I taunted, wanting to lash out.

“Funny you’re not even broken up for twenty-four hours yet you’re naked in my bed,” he drawled.

I gasped with shame. He was right. How could I do this? Whether or not Max had cheated, it didn’t make what I was doing right. My stupid voice broke. “You’re right. I’m leaving.” I let go of the headboard with trembling arms.

“I’m not chaining you to my bed, princess. But maybe you should ask why you’re with me, looking for something Max wasn’t ever able to give you.”

I practically snarled my words. “And you can?”

The flash of darkness in his gorgeous eyes made me freeze, helpless to move. Emotion flickered over his face, and was then tucked away. The need to uncover those secrets, to have him confess them only to me, burned with a desperate need I’d never experienced. I’d hated him for so long, I couldn’t wrap my head around this change. Only my body seemed in control. “Yeah,” he said in sexy whisper. “I can. And you know it.”

He was right. I wanted this with my every breath, even though it was wrong. Even though it made me a cheater and liar, like I accused Max. Even if I blew up everything I worked for.

I couldn’t say no.

Just tonight, the voice inside slithered.No one will know. You’ll get it out of your system.

“Fine. I’ll do what you want.”

“Touch yourself.”

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