It was when I felt something behind me. It was big and hard, with something bigger and harder pressing against my ass.
“I like the view as well.” A low voice informed me.
I turned abruptly, only to meet the mischievous, blue gaze.
“Adam,” I blurted.
“Jordan.”
I was figuring out what to say when he started to unbutton my shirt—just like that. I looked at his hands that moved too quickly, switching from button to button.
“So, you haven’t changed your mind?” I said as Adam looked at me, unblinking.
“Have you?”
I shook my head. The truth was, I wanted him. Badly. What worried me was that I alsoneededhim, but it was a problem for another day.
“I figured you were a safe bet,” Adam said matter-of-factly, sliding my shirt off my shoulders.
“How?”
“Maybe because of the lube that you hid in my hallway.”
His hands were on my zipper when I slapped them away. “You fucker! Why didn’t you say anything?”
Instead of a reply, Adam took off his T-shirt. At the sight of his bare chest, my brain short-circuited. My mouth dried. My anger evaporated.
“Are we going to discuss it all day, or are we doing this?” he said, cocking his eyebrow.
When my hands flew to my belt with embarrassing speed, unbuckling it clumsily, he grinned. I tackled the zipper in the same unceremonious fashion, cursing when the thing got stuck. It took me a minute to undo it, and I broke the zipper in the process. In a rush of movements, I took off my pants, socks, boxers, and the last shred of dignity I had. Dignity was overrated, anyway.
“Someone’s eager,” Adam murmured, staring at my engorged dick that was past teasing, waiting, or debating.
He still had his grey sweats on. That was unacceptable.
I walked up to him, but his eyes were still on my body.
“I don’t care that you underdressed for our date,” I said, dragging my finger over the protruding length on his crotch. “This piece of fabric is golden.”
Finally, the heated, blue gaze found mine.
“You should get down on your knees,” Adam said, smirking. “The view is much better from there.”
Two could play that game, so I did what he said with pleasure. I pulled his sweats down his hips, enjoying the way his smirk got replaced by stark need. His dick sprang out, long and hard, making my salivary glands go berserk. When I gripped his length, Adam hissed as if the casual touch brought him pain. I looked up at him, enjoying the tortured expression on his face as I gave the crown a nice little lick. Then I gave it a gentle kiss. Then I nuzzled my nose against it.
“Stop playing with it,” Adam growled, grabbing me by the hair. “Suck it.”
I gave him an innocent look before wrapping my mouth around the fat tip, making him whimper. I cradled it with my tongue, dining on the pearls that were leaking out of the slit. When Adam moaned, I looked at him, as if to ask,Am I doing it alright?Judging by the sounds he was making, I was doing it like a pro, but as I said, two could play this game. He started it anyway.
When I took him deep into my mouth, he hissed, sounding almost in pain.
“Enough, you little tease,” he bit out. “Get on the bed before I lose my goddamn mind.”
I smiled and stood up despite the shaky knees. “You forgot to say please, pumpkin.”
“Now, you little shit,” he growled, pushing me backward. “On your back. Legs spread wide.”
When I did what he said, his hungry gaze slid down my body as he kept whipping his dick leisurely.
