Page 54 of Crave

Mine to care for. Mine to protect. Mine to worship.

Mine to love.

I lifted my head and stared into her dazed eyes. “Did I say something good?” she asked weakly.

Damned if didn’t laugh at her banter. “Yes. And you’re going to get rewarded right now.”

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Landon

Listen to Unholy

by Sam Smith & Kim Petras

Iblinked and studied Adam’s face. The cold stoicism was gone, replaced by the heated light of lust and love reflected in his dark eyes. My whole body trembled from the intense kiss and the open emotion he wasn’t trying to hide. I lifted my hand to stroke back his hair, the crackling energy of our connection stealing my breath. “I don’t want anyone to hurt you again.”

A groan escaped his lips. “Sweetheart, you’re killing me. The only thing that can hurt is not having you. And that’s not going to happen, is it?”

“No.” I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and tilted my head back. “I’m yours, Adam. I’m not going anywhere.” He kissed me again, long and deep, and when he surfaced, I gave a cheeky grin. “Now, what’s this about a reward?”

He backed me up, step by step, into my bedroom. Already, my body parts were lit up with anticipation. Adam knew how to play me like his guitar, and I never knew what song was coming. “You’re due a reward for being such a good girl. But first you need to answer a question.”

I shivered. “Okay.”

The backs of my legs bumped up against my bed. His head lowered and he whispered against my ear, “Did Max fuck you in this bed?”

I stilled. I wanted to lie, but couldn’t. Was this a trick question? Or was he setting me up for a punishment? “Yes.”

He bit my lobe hard, then soothed with his tongue. “I’m pleased you told the truth.” His hands began stroking me everywhere, light touches that distracted me. “Many times?”

“Yes.”

“And you orgasmed?”

He nibbled down my neck while his fingers pinched my hard nipple. I jolted. “Most of the time.”

“Where are your toys?”

“In the top drawer of my nightstand. Adam, please?—”

“Shush, princess. All you need to do is strip. Get on the bed on all fours. Head down. Ass up. Understood?”

Oh, the dirty command touched that bad place inside and melted into a pool of lava. He gave a low laugh, as if knowing exactly what his words did to me. I scrambled to obey, not interested in playing our usual games, greedy for everything he’d be able to give me. It was our last night together and I wanted all of it.

I positioned myself on the bed and heard the open and close of my drawer. I tried to breathe but my heart was pounding, as I mentally went through my basic toys I used to get myself off. There wasn’t anything fancy—only a few vibrators and clitstimulator. The cool air caressed my aching nipples and my wet, swollen folds as I waited patiently.

I heard a clatter. A buzzing. The soft hush of clothes being dropped to the floor. Then hot, hard hands on my back, stroking my spine, bringing goose bumps. “So pretty and perfect. I love your brattiness, but your obedience? That’s more precious than anything. It makes me want to give you things you can’t even dream about.”

A little moan mewled from my throat. I was on fire; on the verge of orgasm just from his dark, hypnotic words and caressing fingers. Light brushes on my breasts, my ass, across my stomach Fingers pushing my hair to the side and exposing my neck. Soft kisses at my nape and the flick of a tongue. My hips began to push back in a desperate urgency to be filled and take away this writhing, agonizing hunger.

“Would you like to know your reward?” Adam squeezed my ass, trailing down the backs of my thighs and over my tight calves. “Or do you want to be surprised?”

My hand shook but I kept the position. “I’d like to know, please.”

His hard dick rubbed the cleft of my buttocks, getting himself wet from my arousal. “I’m going to let you come as many times as you’d like. There’s just one rule.”

I was both afraid and excited to ask. “What?”

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