Page 43 of (Un)Spoken

He didn’t hesitate, licking me from bottom to top, lapping up my arousal like it was his favorite snack. My head fell against the counter, unable to hold back the loud moan that ripped through me.

He tsked his tongue. “Turnabout’s fair play, trouble. If I couldn’t make any noise, neither can you.”

“Then find something to shut me up,” I laughed, picking up my head to look at him. “Because I don’t know if I can hold back.”

For a moment, I thought he’d put his cock back in my mouth, and I couldn’t lie—that idea sent thrills through my veins. But instead, Adam just smirked, taking my ruined underwear off the counter. “Open up, baby.”

I didn’t hesitate, which honestly shocked even me. If anyone else had tried this, I probably would have cursed them out. But with Adam, there was a level of trust I hadn’t experienced before. As the lace filled my mouth, he leaned down, sucking on my clit as he teased my entrance with his fingers.

I screamed around the fabric as he continued his ministrations, alternating between sucking my clit and licking every inch of my sex. Just as my head started to swim, he pressed two fingers inside me, crooking them along my walls.

“Fuck, Tor,” he groaned, placing his head on my lowerstomach. “You’re so fucking tight. I’m getting hard just thinking about being inside you.”

My muffled cries must have told him to continue, because he went right back to work, torturing me with his twin movements. With a few more swipes of his tongue, I shattered around him, my vision going white with waves of pleasure. Adam continued working me through my orgasm, not letting a single drop go to waste.

By the time he was pulling me up off the counter, I was completely boneless, leaning on his chest to stay upright.

He smiled brightly down at me as his fingers brushed away my hair. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Yeah, right,” I chuckled, reaching down to hide my scar from my C-section. It was still hard to look at in the mirror, knowing my body would never be the same. But just as my arm slung across my stomach, Adam lifted it away, pressing his lips along the faded scar.

He pulled back to look at me. “Absolutely fucking perfect, baby. Every inch of you.”

I placed my hand on his chest, glancing up into his eyes. There was no trace of a lie, and despite my insecurities rearing up, I believed him. I let my hands fall to the counter, pushing up so I could kiss him again. I could taste my orgasm on his tongue, and it made my thighs clench, ready for more of him. I needed this man—inside me, in my life, and so much more.

Just as he helped me back down to my feet, a soft cry came from Emilia’s bedroom. “Mommy?”

“Crap,” I hissed, throwing back on my sweater and leggings. “I should go check on her. I don’t want her to wake up alone in a new place.”

Adam nodded. “Go. I’ll finish cleaningup here.”

I started to argue, but he silenced me with another soft kiss. “Go take care of your girl. I’ll be here when you get back.”

*****

It didn’t take long to soothe Emilia back to sleep, but it was just enough time to get into my mind, second-guessing my every move tonight. Was this a one-time thing? A culmination of the tension that had been simmering between Adam and me since the wedding?

Or—and possibly even more terrifying— was this the start of something more? As Emilia released me, slumbering back into a deep sleep, I pulled my arm slowly out from under her and crept toward the door. To my surprise, Adam sat on the couch, studying something on his phone. As soon as he heard me approach, he gave me a bright smile and tucked it back into his pocket. I stepped in front of him, and he placed his hands on the back of my thighs, pulling me into his lap.

“Did she go back down okay?”

I nodded. “Yeah, just a bad dream or something. I rubbed her back for a couple of minutes, and then she was right back out.”

“Good,” Adam said, tucking some of my hair behind my ear. “And what about you?”

“Me?”

“Yeah, you,” he chuckled. “Freaking out on me?”

I thought about lying to him, trying to play it cool when I felt anything but. The truth was, he had tilted my axis, making me see my world through a totally different lens. And for someone who didn’t handle change well, there had been a lot today—new temporary address, a new home, and a man looking at me like I was precious to him. Whileeverything was a positive shift, there was no doubt I was starting to panic.

Looking into his ocean-blue eyes, I nodded. “Kind of. Today’s been a lot. I’m still trying to wrap my mind around being here, and now, there’s you.” His hands clenched on my thighs, holding me close even though I was dying to squirm under his stare. “I haven’t let someone get this close in a long time, and I’m nervous about what happens next.”

“Next...” Adam sighed, dragging his thumbs along my skin, tracing the seam of my leggings. “Next, I think we should spend more time together. Maybe go out on a proper date?”

I smiled wide. “You want to date me, Rice?”

“I want a hell of a lot more than that, trouble.”

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