Breaking the Rules (6 page)

So far, saying goodbye to Adam was tearing her apart.
It was taking everything she had in her to keep from throwing her arms around his neck and begging him to stay. She was trying to convince herself it would be healthy for them to spend time apart. Just because she knew that didn't mean it was what she wanted.

“I don't know,” she said, “you can't keep
putting off going home. Sooner or later, we're going to have to face reality. Maybe it's time.”

“I don't want it to be time yet,” Adam admitted. He tightened his arms around her waist and leaned down to look in her bright green eyes. “What do you want?”

“I want you to stay,” Carly sighed. She couldn't bring herself to lie to him. She would deal with her heartbreak when he finally left, and maybe, it would be easier because she would have work to keep her mind occupied tomorrow.

Without hesitation, Adam pulled the handle
of his suitcase and started walking to the cabstand. “Okay, so let's go.”

Back at the apartment, Carly laid down on the couch with her head resting on
a pillow on Adam's lap. She felt at peace as he stroked her hair allowing the backs of his fingers to graze her cheek.

Never before had she felt a connection to another person that allowed her to sit in silence without fidgeting. It was just another sign that what she shared with Adam after such a short time was something
special.

Carly had slept wrapped in Adam's arms for four nights without either of them making passes at the other. While that was incredibly sweet and flattering, Carly desperately wanted to know if the connection they shared would extend to raw sexual chemistry.

No longer willing to wait for Adam to make the first move, Carly began skimming her fingertips along the inseam of Adam's jeans. He was wearing the pair so worn and washed that the fabric felt more like soft flannel than sturdy denim.

When Adam didn't react to the feel of her touch near his knee
, she slowly allowed her fingers to work their way higher on his thigh. That got him stirring. Carly smiled as she felt his hips shifting from side to side trying to get comfortable.

It was hard to focus on the movie they were enjoying when all she wanted to do was straddle Adam's legs and press her aching core against him. She wanted to but now that she
had made the first move, it was his turn.

“Carly,” Adam said breathlessly, “you're killing me here, baby.” She took that as an invitation to continue as she slid her hand under the pillow.
It was a good thing she wasn't facing him when she felt the bulge in his jeans and her eyes grew wide.

Adam reached under the pillow for her wrist. “If you don't stop now, I'm not guaranteeing I'll be able to stop later,” he whispered.

“Who said I'll want you to stop?” Carly teased. “I realized that if we're going to go to all the effort to make this work, we might want to make sure it's worth the many nights we're going to spend frustrated and alone.”

“Well, when you put it that way...” Adam said rolling Carly to her back. He lifted her head
so that he could slide off the couch.              

She looked up at him, slightly confused and disappointed. “Come on,” he said extending a hand to help her from the couch. “We're not in high school anymore. The first time we make love is
not
going to be on a couch.”

Holy shit,
she thought,
he used the words make love. Do guys really say stuff like that?
Carly had spent years trying to compartmentalize her heart from other areas of her body. She didn't make love. She screwed. She had sex. She even fucked on occasion. But, she never made love. The thought of making love to anyone, especially Adam, scared her. It implied an emotional connection she tried to avoid.

Before she could turn on the small lamp on her nightstand, Adam's shirt was off and his hard body pressed tightly against her back. She twisted herself in his embrace until
she could bury her face in the valley between his pecs.

Unable to resist, she turned her head slightly taking one bare nipple into her mouth
. He sucked in a sharp breath as she allowed her tongue to trace the tight bud. When her teeth grazed the same place her tongue had been, she felt his entire body twitch.

“Damn woman,” he hissed, “if you can do that there, I'm not sure I can handle what your mouth could do other places.”

Knowing how it was affecting him, Carly moved higher nipping his skin as she allowed her body to slither across his bare skin.

“You have
no
idea,” Carly whispered when her mouth reached his ear. For effect, she nipped the lobe as she flicked it with her tongue. No matter how insecure she was in some areas of her life, there was no disputing the fact that she was talented in the art of making a man go weak in the knees.

There was no way to describe the way his hands felt when they grazed under the hem of Carly's t-shirt. They weren't calloused
as they would be if he did manual labor for a living, but they weren't overly soft like so many of the businessmen she knew. They were just rough enough to remind her he was all male.

Unlike most of her encounters, being with Adam was slow and sensual. There was no rush to bring the other to
climax; it was all about exploring one another on a deeper level.

***

Lifting Carly off the bed, Adam reached for the hem of her shirt to expose her porcelain flesh. Bunching the cotton in his fists as he lifted her shirt inch by inch, Adam said a silent prayer for dreams coming true. With as skittish as she was about his shared DNA with one of her friends, he wasn't about to scare her away by telling her how many nights he'd gotten himself off imagining what her waifish figure looked like under the clothes she drowned herself in. The sight before him was better than anything he had ever imagined.

Carly's back arched as Adam sucked one of her taut nipples into his mouth. Her moans of
pleasure were a sweet melody. Returning the pleasure she'd given him, he paid careful attention to each pebbled bud. Nipping. Licking. Flicking. Every gasp, every whimper made him crave more. He needed to possess her. Taste her. Feel her clench around his throbbing cock.

As he released the button on Carly's shorts, her slender fingers pulled his away from her body.

“Not yet, baby,” she purred, “it's my turn.”

Before he knew what had happened, Carly had somehow managed to wiggle herself from under Adam's body
, turning him so that he was beneath her. He could feel the heat from her core as she ground into him.

She kissed him deeply, her hands wrung into his dark brown hair pinning Adam's head to the pillow. This woman liked to be in control of the situation and
he would be damned if he was going to deny her pleasure.

When she lifted her hips away from his body so
that there was no contact between their torsos, Adam reached to pull her back in place.

“I said not yet,” Carly snapped, pushing his hands away from her body. The fire in her eyes stopped any protest before it could cross Adam's lips. She continued working her way down his chest, nipping and sucking with every kiss.

“Carly,” Adam moaned, writhing under her. “Baby, I need you. Please.” If he didn't feel her soon, he feared a particularly embarrassing release for their first time together. His cock pressed firmly into the zipper of his jeans begging her to free it. His balls were starting to ache. If Carly's goal was to torture him slowly, she was succeeding. And, he loved every second of it.

“I said not yet,” she said again, this time with a devilish grin on her lips.

“Please baby,” he begged.
When was I reduced to begging for sex?
“I need you. You can do whatever you want to me later, but right now, I need to bury myself inside you.”

Carly made a
tsking sound as she returned to her slow descent along Adam's body. Reaching the waist of his jeans, she looked up to see Adam's hooded eyes following her every move. “You want this, baby?” Carly asked coyly.

“Oh
God, baby...I need you,” he moaned. If this had been any other woman, he would have gotten sick of the cock-tease games and sent her on her way. With Carly, it only served to make him harder in anticipation.

Carefully, she slid one hand into the waistband of his jeans as she released the button. Adam
thought he was going to explode as Carly's fingernails brushed lightly against his thickness.

It would have been easy to overpower Carly and take her but tonight he wanted her to have complete control. This
night would set the tone for all future nights. He reminded himself of that while she lowered the zipper on his jeans one millimeter at a time.

“You know, I do still have to go home tomorrow night. Are you planning on teasing me right up until then so
that I go home with blue balls?” Adam asked only half-joking.

Carly looked up at him with hooded eyes. “Maybe,” she purred, slowly stroking his hard shaft. “I think teasing you sounds like a damn good idea.” She dipped her head down to trace her tongue around the head of Adam's cock. “But I promise I won't let you leave with blue balls.”

Adam propped himself on his elbows so that he could watch as Carly sucked him deep into the back of her throat. He had been on the receiving end of many blowjobs in his life, but something about the way Carly turned her head slightly as she sucked hard that made his cock twitch in her mouth. “Carly, you need to stop, baby. I don't wanna...fuck, baby...” When Carly reached between his legs and started massaging his balls in her delicate fingers, Adam was sure he was going to come hard enough to blow off the back of Carly's head. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this much pressure building behind his orgasm. “Baby, please,” he begged, pulling her away from his cock, and up his body until she was laying on top of him.

“Now, it's my turn,” Adam whispered, biting and sucking his way down her neck. He rolled Carly onto the mattress so
that she was laying on her back next to him. Her breathing became quick and shallow as she waited to see what he was going to do. The only thing Adam knew was that he wanted both of them naked. Now.

With as wound up as he was, his
fine motor skills were failing him. He fumbled while trying to remove Carly's shorts and barely managed to take off his pants before he was perched between her legs.

No matter how close Adam was to losing himself, he couldn't plunge into Carly without pleasuring her first. This wasn't a meaningless screw. She'd given him permission to take the lead
, and he wasn't about to fail her and have her torment him again.

What in the hell?
Since when do I need permission to be in charge?

Dropping his head to the apex of Carly's thighs, Adam brushed the tip of his tongue against her drenched flesh. He couldn't believe she'd gotten this worked up without
her allowing him to touch her. That thought made him anxious to make her drip at his touch.

When Carly bucked her hips against him, Adam pressed on her hips to hold her to the bed. “Not yet,” he laughed.

***

Carly wished she hadn't toyed with Adam for so long. Now
that she had relinquished control to him, she knew he was going to torture her just as much before allowing her to feel him inside of her.

She wanted to thrust her hips against his face. The long licks with the flat of his tongue were maddening.
There was no doubt in her mind that his mouth was talented wherever it went to work. When he sucked and nipped at her swollen clit, it was impossible to resist the cries of ecstasy.

“Enough, baby,” she moaned. “I need you inside of me. Now.” The cocky bastard didn't even lift his
head; he simply smiled against her smooth lips and continued driving her to a mind-blowing orgasm.

Once Carly came down from the edge, Adam pulled himself up
so that they were lying chest to chest.

“Was there something else you wanted?”
Adam asked between kisses to the hollow of Carly's neck.

“You. Now,” she panted. At least she was pretty sure that's what came out of her mouth. She couldn't be sure.

“Is this what you want?” Adam asked gently grinding his cock against her still throbbing clit.

“Please,” she begged. Their mouths crashed together in a passionate kiss. Much to her dismay, Adam actually arched his hips away from her
so that she could no longer feel his length between her legs. “Please,” she pleaded, “I need to feel you.”

“Since you said
please,” Adam said, their lips still pressed against one another. Lowering his hips until their bodies met again Adam continued their passionate kiss.

Both of them shuddered as Adam eased his cock into Carly's wet folds. It had been so long since Carly had felt a man enter
her; it was a pleasurable pain feeling as Adam stretched her.

When he filled her to the hilt, she could feel his cock pulsating against her.

“Damn, baby,” Adam sighed, “you're so hot.” He eased out before thrusting back in more forcefully. “I don't know if I can go slow this time.”