Page 11 of Adam's Fugitive

“The dogs shouldn’t be stuck in a kennel all day long while we’re at work.” I shrug. “I’m having a doggie door installed tomorrow, and the little shits should have free run as soon as they learn to use it.”

“Fucking good luck with that.” Finn laughs, pointing at the two furballs sleeping soundly right in the fucking doorway. “Those two might need extra lessons to learn something new.”

“I tell you what. When you tame Ophelia Crawford, then you can give me advice on training two Dachshunds.”

“Touché.” Finn shakes his head. “You know it’s the goddamn water that causes all of this, right?”

“I’ve heard rumors,” I confirm. “But I fell for Cora a long time before I ever drank any of the fucking Silver Spoon Falls water.” There really is no explanation for my condition, except maybe I was drawn to the small town since I was already prone to love at first fucking sight. I keep that little tidbit to myself. I deserve to have one secret that doesn’t move through the town grapevine at the speed of light.

CHAPTERNINE

CORA

Over the next few weeks, Adam moves most of his belongings into my house. After our first night together, he hasn’t spent a night at his apartment. The frugal side of me realizes he’s wasting a ton of money paying for a fancy apartment in Silver Spoon Falls.

“You should probably just move everything in,” I tell him one Saturday morning over breakfast. “And give up your lease,” I add before I lose my nerve.

He pauses his coffee cup inches from his mouth and stares at me for a few seconds. “That sounds like a great plan to me.” Adam smiles widely at me before walking over to pull me into his arms. His warm lips run down the side of my neck, causing my mind to go blank. “Why don’t I show you my appreciation for your generous offer?”

I squeak when he lifts me against his chest and sets my rear end on the edge of the counter. “I could be persuaded.” I pull my t-shirt over my head and toss it aside. Adam’s eyes zero in on my braless boobs.

“You’re fucking spectacular.” Adam leans over and wraps his lips around one of my nipples. My arms give out as pleasure spreads through my blood. I lay back on the icy cold countertop and stare at the ceiling while his talented lips and tongue take me to heaven.

I don’t have the ability or desire to complain when he slips my yoga pants down my legs and off. In the background, I hear theclick-clacksound of the doggie door engaging and silently give thanks that Adam taught the two dogs how to use the device.

Adam slides his warm palm up my thigh and tugs my legs open. Then he drops to his knees and runs his tongue around my clit, causing my mind to go completely blank.

“I can’t get enough of your taste,” he groans against my sensitive flesh, and the vibrations send my pleasure into overdrive.

“I need you.” I grip the back of his head, trying to pull him up.

“You’ve got me.” He nips the inside of my thigh before standing and pulling me into his arms. As he rushes down the hall with me in his arms, I tug off his t-shirt and drop it to the floor. Adam sets me on my feet in the bedroom doorway before reaching down to rip at his sweatpants.

His massive cock bounces against his stomach with each step he takes as he prowls his way to me. “Lie down.” I had no idea barked orders could be such a turn-on.

“Please,” I tell him as I glance over my shoulder and shake my rear end. “You have to say please,” I explain at the foggy, confused look in his eyes.

“Now.” He raises an eyebrow and smirks before pointing at the bed. Yep, it rings my bell to hear the orders coming from his mouth.

“Make me.” My inner hussy is really begging for it. I squeal when Adam rushes for me and throws me over his shoulder. His warm palm comes down several times on each of my ass cheeks while I squirm on his shoulder.

“Okay.” I rub my wetness against him. “I give. Have mercy on me.”

Adam drops me on the bed and crawls over me. “Since you asked so nicely.” My eyes close as he pushes deep into my wet center in one thrust. His fierce, erratic thrusts tell me I might have pushed him a little close to the edge. Luckily, my overheated body is right there with him when he comes a few moments later. Stars burst behind my closed eyelids as his shout echoes around the room.

CHAPTERTEN

ADAM

Istare at the stack of files sitting on the edge of my desk and groan. It looks like I’ll be spending the better part of this evening working my way through all the goddamn information my private investigator sent over today. I’ve been trying to get this case resolved fast so I can concentrate on my baby doll. I have plans to attach my last name to hers and soon, but the work just keeps piling on, and I don’t see any relief in sight. My baby doll and I have had a few talks about the future, and I’m ready to knock her up. Several times. I’m thinking I’ll finally be content once we have five or six kids.

I’m about to call Cora to let her know I’m going to be late again tonight when Fischer comes rushing into the room. “I want you to stay calm.” Those words have the absolute opposite effect on me.

“Tell me what’s motherfucking going on.” I don’t mince words. “Is Cora okay?” There’s no way I can lose my baby doll now. I wouldn’t survive it.

“She’s fine.” My heart settles a little. “But I’m sure she’s scared and probably a little pissed off.” He points at the door. “Come on, I’ll explain on our way to the jail.”

“The jail?” I follow him out to his truck. “Did she let Auntie O talk her into some other crazy scheme?” I hop in and hold on as he peels away.

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