Page 54 of The Renter
Settling in on the couch after my day at Harris Ventures, Cecilia approaches us. “The usual?” she asks, and we both nod. Moments later, she’s pouring me a glass of red wine and Adam a whiskey.
“Dinner will be baked chicken and vegetables. What time would you like it?” she asks.
“Whenever it’s ready,” Adam responds, and she leaves us alone in the living room.
“Do you ever feel weird—being waited on?” I ask, snuggling into him. “I’d never get used to this.”
“You say that now. It’s amazing. I never have to think about so many things because she does it.” He pauses for a moment, then says, “Little luxuries are everything in my life.”
I nod, agreeing. “I love that she brings me extra towels when I swim. Do you ever use the pool?”
“No. I always think I will go for a swim but never do.”
After taking a sip of my wine, I ask, “While you’ve been at the cottage, did Cecilia have the last month off?”
“Oh, no. This house requires a lot of maintenance. She manages all the vendors—pool guy, lawn guy, masonry guy. It’s endless. She’s very busy.”
Thinking about my great meetings earlier, I want to show him how much I appreciate everything he’s doing for me. “Adam,” I say, my tone flirty. “I want to thank you for today.” Tugging at his shirt, I untuck it.
“Oh, yeah?” He bites his lip, knowing what I mean.
Tracing the contours of his jaw with my fingers, I feel the slight stubble against my skin. Today was perfect. It went better than anticipated.
“Seeing you all professional each day.” I breathe. “It’s so hot.” My lips begin kissing along Adam’s neck. Then, I slide off the couch onto my knees, wanting to take him in my mouth. Unbuckling his belt, we work together to release his erection in moments. Looking up at him, he squeezes a handful of my hair at the nape of my neck. I smile, then slowly lick his tip, not breaking our eye contact.
“Fuck,” he breathes.
Closing my eyes, I take him deep, wanting to show him how grateful I am for everything. Adam’s grasp on my hair gently guides me, pushing me to take all of him.
“I love this,” Adam pants. “But … Cecilia.” He sounds nervous. I chuckle, my mouth filled with him. “We have to be quick.” He tips his head back and resting it on the couch.
I hum, bobbing faster. “Get on top of me,” he demands, pulling me up, and I straddle him. “I need to be inside you.”
“You just said?—”
“I changed my mind,” he growls, pulling my lips into his.
My hands begin deliberately unbuttoning his shirt until he pulls it over his broad shoulders. We’re frantic, moving fast. Adam grabs the hem of my dress and pulls it over my body in a fast motion. We swiftly undress each other. Naked, I like the thrill of Cecilia potentially coming in to check in on us. This moment feels urgent, like we need to do it right now.
“Quick,” he growls, reminding me.
I love how hard he gets for me and how wet I am right now. Sliding his cock in, I slowly grind until he’s all the way in.
“You don’t want to get caught?” I tease, enjoying the thrill.
“No.” His tone is firm, and his eyes are hungry. Biting my shoulder, he takes control. “Let’s see how good you are at being quiet,” Adam gruffs before flipping on top of me.
Taking my body, he’s kissing, squeezing, and biting. He thrusts fast. A sassy smile grows on my face as I stay silent. My eyes are challenging him, curious if that’s all he has. Fuck, does it immediately motivate him. The more I don’t make a sound, the harder he fucks me. Adam’s relentlessly pounding me as deep as he can. Closing my eyes, I break, whimpering. His hand immediately covers my mouth.
“Shh,” he whispers into my ear. “Be a good girl.”
Replacing his hand with his lips, he kisses hard and deep, almost not letting me breathe until we both explode in a tangle of limbs and shared breaths.
41
Friday, July 1st
June went by in the blink of an eye. As July arrived, our lives are increasingly intertwined. Dani and I are nearly inseparable now.
