When I Was Yours (Page 23)

I’m breathless, and I can’t imagine that I’ll be telling him to stop anytime soon.

His hand feels so very good there. His finger is now tracing a path around my erect nipple through the fabric of my bikini.

His hair caresses my face as he kisses a path down my neck.

I raise my arms, letting him know what I want. He removes my tank top. I hear the soft thud of it hitting the floor.

He kisses down my chest, between my breasts. The whole time, his erection is pressed up against me, and he’s moving ever so slightly, creating this amazing friction. I’m starting to feel hot all over, and all I know is that I want more of what he’s doing.

I need more.

His tongue traces over the rise of my breast before he presses a kiss there.

Suddenly feeling brave, I reach back and loosen the string tied behind my neck. Then, I untie the string behind my back, letting my bikini fall away.

I watch his face as he takes me in for the first time, his expression almost undoing me.

So many emotions, it’s hard to capture one, but all of them are good, and they are making me feel amazing.

“God, you’re beautiful, Evie. So very fucking beautiful. And you’re all mine.” Then, he’s kissing me again with the same ferocity as he did downstairs. His tongue is in my mouth, claiming me, just like his words did.

His T-shirt-covered chest is pressed on my bare one, and it kind of feels unfair.

It’s not that I haven’t seen Adam shirtless before because I have plenty of times at the beach, and seriously, his body is smoking, but I want his shirt off right now more than I want my next breath.

I need to feel his skin against mine.

Grabbing the hem, I drag it up. Adam breaks away from my mouth long enough to let me get it over his head, and then he’s back, kissing me.

And we’re skin to skin, and I have never felt anything like it in my life.

Then, when his head moves to my chest and he takes my nipple into his mouth, a feeling so intense brings my hips up off the bed and has me squirming. I’m pressing against his erection, needing the friction.

His tongue is swirling around my nipple, and my hands are in his long hair, pulling at it, as it tickles my skin.

“I’m gonna take your shorts off now. Is that okay?”

I love that he’s checking with me, but it just serves as a reminder that I don’t have many items of clothing left on.

I swallow, feeling a little nervous, and give him a nod.

“Are you sure?” He looks me in the eyes. “You have to be sure about this, babe.”

I bolster my confidence. “I’m sure.”

His eyes linger on me.

“I promise,” I reassure him.

He’s seemingly happy with my words as his fingers find the button on my shorts. Without taking his eyes from mine, he undoes them and slides them down my legs.

I’m lying here in only my bikini bottoms and my blush as he stares down at me.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs.

And I feel it—not just because of his words, but also because of the way he’s looking at me, like I’m the most precious thing in the world to him.

He leans down and begins kissing a path up my stomach, starting at my belly button. When he reaches my mouth, he pauses. “I’ve never wanted anyone like I want you, Evie. I know we’ve only known each other for a few weeks, but…I’m crazy about you.”

I curl my fingers into the strands of his hair. “I’m crazy about you, too. I wouldn’t be doing this if I wasn’t.”

A growl escapes him. “You have no fucking idea what hearing that does to me…what you do to me.”

His hand moves down my stomach, his fingers tickling, as he reaches the edge of my bikini bottoms. Then, he slides his hand inside and he’s touching me there, and lights explode behind my closed eyes.

“Oh,” I moan, pressing my head back into the pillow.

He starts to move his finger over that spot, which feels so very good.

“That’s it, babe,” he whispers over my lips. “Let me make you feel good.”

“Oh God, you are. You really are.” My hand grabs hold of his arm.

I feel like I could climb out of my own skin. I’m restless and needy, searching for something I don’t understand.

My other hand curls into the bedding, gripping it like a vise.

My body is tingling, and my sole focus is narrowed down to that one spot between my legs and what his hand is doing there. I feel like I’m climbing toward something unknown—but something really freaking good.

“Evie, I need to taste you.”

What?

“Your pussy. I want to go down on you,” he says the words so easily.

Me? My face feels like it’s currently on fire.

“You want to”—I gesture south with my hand, my eyes still closed, unable to look at him—“go…down there?”

I hear his deep chuckle.

“Evie, look at me.”

I force my eyes open to find him staring back at me.

“Yes, I want to go down on you.”

Something dark and hot flashes through his eyes, making me tremble.

“I want to taste you. It’s all I can think about.” He brings his mouth to mine, his lips brushing softly. “But more than anything, I want the first time you come to be in my mouth. So, what do you say?”

Holy shit!

Really, what am I supposed to say to that?

I part my lips, and what comes out is, “Ermahgerd.”

Adam laughs a sexy-as-hell sound. “Babe, I don’t speak anything other than English, so you’re gonna have to clarify for me.”

I clear my throat, pretty sure my face is the brightest shade of red known to man. “I mean, yes. I would really like…you to do that to me, please.”

Yes, I would really like you to do that to me, please.

What the hell is wrong with me?

I sound like he’s just offered to give me a shoulder rub, not put his mouth on my girl parts.

Jesus, Evie! You could at least try to be sexy. You are in bed with the hottest guy in California. He’s offering oral sex of the best kind—or so I’ve heard—and you’re acting like a total doofus.

Seemingly unaffected by my lack of sexiness, Adam gives me a panty-melting grin and then starts to move down my body, his eyes pinned on mine.

Every part of me tightens.

He hooks his fingers into the band of my bikini bottoms, and I swallow.

Then, very slowly, he pulls them down.

My bikini bottoms now on the floor, Adam settles between my legs.

Oh God.

I’m stuck somewhere between total embarrassment and awe right now.

Biting his lip, which is such a sexy look on him, he runs a finger up my center, making me shiver.

“You’re soaking wet, Evie. It’s really fucking hot.”

Sweet baby Jesus.

I bite my lip.

Then, he puts his mouth on me.

And reality ceases to exist.

I lose my mind. It goes, kaboom!

And for the next minutes, hours, days—I’m not actually sure—I experience the kind of pleasure I didn’t even know existed.