I pull her up towards me, wanting her closer. Then I trail my fingertips down her neck and brush them over her pebbled nipple pressed against the material of her thin t-shirt. She's not wearing a bra, and she knows how fucking hot that makes me. It makes me wonder if she's not wearing any panties either, and I can't fucking wait to find out.
Movie forgotten, my fingers find their way under the band of her soft, navy shorts. And when I brush against her bare pussy, I groan out loud. "Naughty girl," I whisper into her ear.
She giggles softly and gives me a grin that has my heart skipping a beat. Her legs stretch out on the couch and slowly part, giving me access as I finger her. Two and then three fingers sink into her wet heat as I rub my palm against her clit.
Her breathing suddenly picks up, and I tilt her face back to me and capture her lips with mine. I force my tongue into her mouth, devouring her as I bring her closer and closer to orgasm.
I swallow her moans as she squirms under me. I'm fingering her fast, wanting a quick orgasm out of her. Her fingernails playfully bite into my arm, but she doesn't push me away. No. My girl holds me in place and pulls me closer, wanting me to make her come just as much as I want her to.
Adeline has become insatiable for me just as much as I have been for her. We could fuck all day and all night and never get enough of each other. I could easily spend the rest of my life in bed with her, never leaving other than to maybe eat and shower.
My obsession hasn't cooled one bit over the past several months, and I know I'll never grow tired of her.
As her delicious tightness starts to grip my fingers, I release her mouth to hear her sweet moans. Her body trembles against me as she rides out wave after wave. Her wetness floods my fingers, and I fucking love every second of it.
She comes down from her high and smiles up at me.
"Fuck that was hot," Jackson groans, breaking me out of the spell Adeline has me under.
I stare down at Adeline, afraid of her reaction that we both forgot we had an audience. Her eyes widen before she begins to laugh, and I love that fucking sound. I chuckle and give her a quick kiss before sitting up and tucking her under my arm once more.
I glare at Jackson, who's sitting at a nearby couch with a guilty grin on his face.
I shake my head at him and turn my attention back to the movie. But even when I try to concentrate on the screen, I just can't. I wrap my arm around Adeline and pull her closer to me. She can never be close enough, and I can never hold her tightly enough. I'm so afraid of losing her that it keeps me up at night.
I don't know why, but I have a feeling that someday someone will try to take her from me. I pray that they know I'll go to the end of the fucking earth for this girl and never underestimate the lengths that I'll take to get her back.
Sighing contentedly, Adeline nonchalantly stretches and brushes her hand over my hard cock in my pants. She looks up and gives me a naughty grin that lets me know she knew exactly what she was doing.
My sweet girl wants more? I'll give her more.
Jackson's going to get one hell of a show tonight.
CHAPTER 16
ADELINE
IT'S EARLY IN the morning when I wake up. My hands move on their own accord, searching for the warm body always by my side, but they come up empty.
When I open my eyes, I discover Lucien is gone, but that he left me a note on his pillow.
I stare at his flawless handwriting and smile. His penmanship is neat and controlled, just like him.
I hated to leave this morning when you looked so peaceful and beautiful, but I have a business meeting to attend off the island.
Be back soon.
Luc
I clutch the small piece of paper to my chest. In the entire time I've been here, Lucien's never left the island. And the thought of him not being here makes me suddenly feel jittery.
I've come to think of Luc as much more than my friend and my lover. He's my protector. He keeps me safe. Always.
I place the note on the stand beside me and crawl out of bed. I need to occupy my time until he comes back. If I keep myself busy, then I won't be able to think about what could happen when he's away.
The painful memories of the assault come flooding back to me when I'm in the shower, and I'm almost paralyzed with fear.
I hadn't realized how safe I actually felt when Lucien's around…and how vulnerable I would feel when he wasn't.
