Page 52 of Fake Dating Adrian Hunter
I dart inside, but Adrian snatches my hand before I get far.
“What?” I turn to face him, and he’s right there. Right in front of me, my vision blocked by broad shoulders and his gorgeous face.
I take one step back, but Adrian closes the distance with a step forward, the same dark and hungry look from the dance class returning to his eyes. He’s like a predator hunting his prey. As much as I try to command myself, I can’t look away. I can’t seem to calm my erratic breathing.
Adrian’s gaze flicks down my body and back up. When he speaks, it’s slow and in a velvety deep tone I’ve never heard from him before, sending my pulse faster. “You’re upset with me. I’m sorry. You caught me off guard, Verena. No kissing allowed, remember? That was your rule.”
“I panicked. Jake was… being weird.”
Adrian steps even closer, leaving hardly any distance between us. His gaze drops to my lips and unapologetically stays there. I can almost see a movie playing in his eyes of all the things he wants to do to me, and it’s a movie I want to watch on repeat forever. R rated. Heat ripples throughout my body, pooling at my groin.
“Are you changing the rule?” he asks.
“Yes,” I murmur, barely believing that I have the nerve to say the word.
The next thing I know, Adrian’s mouth is on mine. My lips open with need and his tongue slides inside, claiming me. When I kiss him back, brushing my tongue along his, a growl escapes Adrian’s throat that sends a new wave of heat throughout my body and makes my breasts tingle. His lips are urgent and his hands even more so as they wrap around my waist.
This isn’t how my teenage self envisioned our kisses, either. They’re hotter. Out of my entire romantic history, never have I been kissed so desperately. Never have I understood the appeal of being held so tight that it nearly hurts. But with Adrian, I think it might be a physical impossibility for him to hold me tight enough. My arms cling around his neck, drawing him closer, as close as he can possibly get. I need to feel Adrian all over me, and it must be obvious, because his hands travel down to my ass and press my hips against the hardness in his trousers.
It’s that sensation which has my mind dizzying beyond comprehension. Earlier in the day, I was convinced kissing Adrian was a dangerous idea because it would ruin the fragile relationship we’ve rekindled. But now, nothing feels more right. This between us is meant to be. Whateverthisis. I’m not sure if he’s equally attracted to me or if we’re engaging in a friends with benefits thing. The details aren’t important right now. All I know is I’ve waited my entire life to kiss this man and take him to bed.
Without breaking the kiss, Adrian lifts me off the ground and wraps my legs around his waist, then carries me to the living room couch and lies me beneath him. His lips worship me, trailing down my jaw, my neck, and ravishing my chest. The muscles between my legs ache with pulsing heat as his hand slides up my thigh, slipping below the hem of my dress. I gasp, lifting my hips to show him I want this. That I’m more than ready to sleep with him. My bodycravesAdrian.
Before he takes this any further, he leans back breathless and soaks in the sight of me. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he says in a deep, guttural tone. I swear I could almost come from Adrian’s sex voice, it’s that amazing.
I reach up with my lips and kiss him again, pulling him back down to the couch with me. My fingers slide beneath his shirt, feeling the rock-hard muscles of his torso. A thrill rushes through me, knowing any moment now I’ll see those muscles flex with exertion as he thrusts into me. I unbutton his shirt and slide it off his shoulders, in love with the sight of his bare chest. He doesn’t have the same patience with my clothes and rips my dress to get it off me. Emeralds scatter across the ground. Thousands of dollars wasted, as with the dress he threw me in the pool with, but I’m too deep in this moment to care.
My legs wrap tight around his waist, and I let out a high-pitched moan when his cock rubs against my clit through the material of our clothes. I squeeze my thighs tighter around Adrian, sending the message that I’m desperate for him to keep thrusting.
A husky groan leaves his throat. “Are you trying to drive me insane?”
“You’ve been driving me insane all week. You have no idea how much I’ve been thinking about this.”
“About what? Let me hear you say it.”
“Fucking you.”
Adrian purrs at those words and unclips my bra, bringing my nipple into his mouth. His tongue flicks over the peaked flesh, sending sparks low in my core and making my groin throb with need. Being naked for the first time in front of a guy always brings forward a sense of self-consciousness within me. With Adrian and the desperate way he looks at me, I’ve never been more confident in my life.
“I want to fuck you so badly, Verena. Ineedto have you.” Adrian’s hand slips beneath my lace panties and yanks them off, the urgency of his movements ripping them too. His lips travel down my chest, to my navel and even lower. “But first, I need to taste you. I need to feel you come on my lips.”
My body swells with desire as he kisses between my legs, his tongue gliding over my entrance before pushing inside. I see stars when he licks my clit. The sensation of his tongue is so intense, making me buck my hips.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” he says. “You taste amazing.”
His fingers slide into me, making me cry out his name as they stroke my walls.
He groans again, his fingers working faster. “The way you say my name…”
Christ. Is that my… G-spot? Whatever Adrian is doing with his fingers, no guy has ever done before, and I think it might be my new favorite thing. I’ve never understood the appeal of this move until now. Clearly, every guy I’ve been with before Adrian has had no clue about the female body. The muscles in my lower core tighten as I feel the build of an orgasm creeping up on me already. My breath comes faster and my sounds louder.
“Mmm… Yeah, let me hear you,” Adrian rasps, his fingers picking up speed. “Tell me what you like and I’ll do it.”
“You, Adrian.” I can barely speak, his hand feels so intense. “Anything you do.”
His mouth returns between my legs, sucking on me while his fingers continue to tease.
“I’m going to come. I can’t hold off.”
