Sam turned to face him, her expression shy yet playful. His eyes were drawn to her heavy breasts. "You're beautiful, Sam."
Her cheeks pinked but she gave him a big smile. She caught the hem of his shirt and took it off him. "Well, you don't look too bad yourself," she said, running her fingers on his chest. It was times like these that he was grateful he put in all that time and effort in the gym. Sam was inspecting his torso as if she'd unwrapped a gift she really, really liked. He wondered how she would look when she explored the lower part of his body. His lungs filled to capacity at the thought.
"Jeans, Sam," he croaked, his heart galloping in anticipation.
Dutifully, Sam unbuttoned his pants and unzipped him. She pulled them down to his knees and he hastily took them off. He caught her licking her lips as her gaze strayed to the bulge in his boxer briefs. Oh, fuck. Her tongue was so damn sexy.
Biting her lip, Sam slowly pulled down his underwear. He kicked it out of the way when it fell around his ankles. She seemed to have lost her shyness as she kept her eyes glued to his hard-on. Holy hell, just all this undressing was making him so hot. He prayed he'd be able to maintain his control.
"Wow," Sam breathed as she grabbed his cock with her hand and gently stroked.
"Oh, fuck, Sam," he said through gritted teeth.
"I want to know how you like it," she said, her other hand cupping his balls while she continued to tug him.
"Baby, I like it just like that," he panted. Ahh, he wanted more of her now. "I need you fully naked, too," he said, almost pleading.
Sam let go of him to take off her panties. Oh, Lord. Maybe he'd need to adjust the water temperature to cool him down a bit. He couldn't wait to have her. But he'd promised her a shower first.
He turned on the tap, waiting a few seconds until the water was just right. He held out his hand to Sam who was putting her hair in a bun. When she was done, she joined him in the shower stall, looking eager, which excited him further.
The way he was feeling, he'd need to cut their showering time in half. Tempting as it was, he didn't want their first time to be anywhere but in his bed.
He took his shower scrunchie and squeezed some body wash on it.
"That smells nice," Sam said. "It smells like you."
"You like it?"
"Uh-huh. Except that I'll smell manly."
"I don't care what you smell like."
She giggled. "If I stunk, I'm sure you'd care."
"Well, you don't stink," he chuckled as he ran the puff on her.
"This sure is some VIP treatment," she teased breathlessly.
He smiled. When she was lathered up, he discarded the scrunchie and used his hands instead. He gently kneaded her breasts, noticing that her nipples were already hard. It took a hell of a lot of self-control not to bend down and put one of them in his mouth. They wouldn't make it to bed if he did.
To his delight, Sam put some body wash on her hand and started soaping his body. His breathing shallowed. God, he needed more.
He ran his thumbs on her nipples and Sam gasped.
"Adam…"
"Hmm?"
"I like that."
"Good," he said huskily. "What about this?" He placed his hand on her mound and found her sensitive nub.
"Ohhh!"
"Oh, you like that, too, I see," he said as he rubbed her clit.
She didn't answer. Instead, her hand went to his rock-hard member and stroked him—just the way he liked it.
Panting hard, he moved them so they were under the streaming water.
"I need to get you to bed now, baby," he rasped in her ear, running his hands all over her to rinse off the soapy suds.
Sam was just as keen. In no time they were out the shower and dried off.
With a swift motion, he carried her in his arms and took her to the bedroom.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked in surprise.
"Taking you to my bed."
Gently, he laid her on top of the covers.
"I want to be under the luxurious sheets," she said.
He grinned and pulled the covers back while she scooted in position right in the middle of his bed. She was so different from the sultry vixens he'd dated in the past. There was something so alluring about her… so endearing.
He lay on top of her and rained kisses on her lips, face, neck, throat. Then he did what he'd been dying to do. He laved one of her rosy peaks and tugged it with his lips.
"Adam," Sam moaned.
His mouth left her irresistible breast to explore further down. His fingers continued flicking and tweaking her nipples as he left butterfly kisses on his way to his intended destination.
Sam was making gasping noises and it was making him hotter. Hell, he was getting close. Why was this woman so damn arousing?
He ran his hands down her body and on to her legs, pushing them apart. He settled himself in between and kissed her inner thigh before stopping for a second to admire the apex between her legs, soaked and ready for him. With a groan he tasted her, and her hips bucked off the bed.
He held her down with his arms and licked her swollen nub.
"Oh, God, Adam!" Sam cried.
He continued his sensual laps, Sam's mewling sounds heightening his pleasure. He brought his finger to her wet entrance and pushed in. Fuck, she was tight. Gently, he moved his finger in and out, his busy tongue never leaving her clit. He inserted another finger, readying her for him.
Sam's panting cries were getting louder and he knew she was approaching the edge. And, oh God, he needed her now.
He sat up and crawled to his bedside table.
"Adam… come back," Sam said a little desperately.
"Two seconds, baby," he answered with a pleased grin. He'd never put on a condom faster than he did just then. After a moment, he was back, poised between her legs.
Gripping his cock, he touched her wetness then rubbed her clit with the head.
"Oh, God." Sam's head tilted back, her face a picture of unbridled passion.
"Ahh, Sam." Unable to hold back any longer, he slowly drove in to her, inch by inch. She was tight and he didn't want to hurt her. "Is this okay, baby?" he croaked.
Sam nodded. "Slow's good. You're so big."
He let out a chuckle as he tried to restrain himself. He brought his thumb to her clit and gently rubbed.
"More, Adam, please," Sam cried, her hips straining up to meet his.
He was more than happy to give her what she wanted. With a low growl, he pushed deeper… and deeper… until he was all in.
His eyes locked with Sam's, and he saw the depths of her passion and pleasure. Uncontrollably, he moved faster, thrusting into her over and over, again and again.
"Sam… so good, baby," he panted.
"Yes, oh God, yes," Sam cried. Then she came. And came. Hard.
Her body's repeated clenching around his cock, and her cries of gratification, took him higher… and higher… and higher… until he, too, groaned out loud as he erupted inside her in sheer ecstasy.
*
"Wow." Adam braced himself on his elbows and gaped at Sam, still catching his breath. He hadn't come like that for a long, long time.
"Wow," she echoed.
He was lost for more words so he simply kissed her softly before raising himself up and discarding the condom, chucking it in a rubbish bin a few steps away. He went back to bed and rested his head on a propped arm.
"You were right," Sam said. "These sheets make me feel like I'm on a cloud."
He chuckled, grabbing her hand and kissing her fingers. "Since you like it so much, how about you stay with me again tomorrow night?"
She smiled. "I'd like that."
"Good." He leaned down for another kiss. He didn't know what it was about her lips but they had the capacity to set him on fire at a touch. Within seconds, his whole body was craving her again.
His mouth travelled to her neck when Sam pushed gently.
"Adam?"
"Hmm?"
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sp; "Can we not tell the others yet that we're sleeping together?"
He looked at her in surprise. "Where do Kris and Trey think you're staying tonight?"
"I told them I'm staying in your guest bedroom. I'm just not ready to deal with questions and concerns about us when I don't know what Monday would be like when we hear about Dad's results. Plus, I'd rather we give ourselves time to see where we're headed first before we tell them anything."
"Sure," he said, running his fingers along her arm. "Is it okay to kiss you in front of our friends tomorrow? Your parents would be around so they'll understand we just want to look convincing."
"What kind of kiss?"
"Like this." He captured her lips and kissed her passionately, complete with breast-kneading and tweaking of her nipple.
Sam's laughter bubbled against his mouth as she tried to move her head to escape his lips. "No, you most definitely cannot kiss me like that in front of anyone. Besides, that's not kissing, that's making out."
"Okay, how about like this then?" He moved his hand to a chaste position and lessened the intensity of his kiss a tad.
"Hmm. Still too much," she said.
"What's wrong with it?"
"Too obvious. All you're allowed is like this." Sam gave him a quick peck on the lips.
"I thought we want to be convincing in front of your parents. There's no heat in that kiss," he complained.
"My parents don't need to be convinced anymore, Adam. Heavens, they're even already thinking of grandchildren. If we don't watch ourselves, Kris would want to know everything. I want to enjoy this time with you privately first."
"Okay." He was all for that. There was no sense in letting their friends make a big deal out of their unexpected affair when it could be all over in a couple of days. Sam was going home, and for all the talk of her moving to Sydney, there was no guarantee of that. Best to take this hour by hour.
CHAPTER TEN
"How did it go last night?" Kris asked as she sat next to Sam on a step in Kane and Jasmine's swimming pool.
"Good," Sam answered with a smile, scooting down so the water was up to her neck.
"Are Auntie and Uncle completely buying your story?"
"Yes," she answered with an eye-roll. "You wouldn't believe this, but they even asked Adam how many kids we planned to have."
Kris laughed out loud. "Well, there you go. You don't have to worry about them getting heartbroken about you leaving Melbourne and the practice."
Sam eyed her parents, who were on the deck, poring over the architectural plans for Adam's new house with Adam, Kane, Dylan and Trey.
"They're probably thinking it'll be your house in the future too," Kris joked.
"I wouldn't be surprised," she said dryly. "I hope Adam's not feeling uncomfortable."
"He seems fine," Kris assured her. "So you're coming back to our place tonight, right?"
"No. We thought it would be more convenient if I stayed at Adam's again tonight," she responded, trying hard to sound nonchalant. "He's taking us to the airport tomorrow so you won't have to."
"Why? I don't mind," Kris said.
"My parents would be expecting him to see us off. It would be strange if my boyfriend didn't, especially since it's the weekend."
"I guess," Kris said. "But I still want to see you guys off. I won't see you again for some time. You do promise to arrange your move for next month, right, Sammy?"
"Yes. Dad's already replaced me in the practice," she said with a chuckle. "I'd just hate to leave them if Dad needs medical attention. But I think that regardless of his condition, my parents will insist that I go ahead with the move."
Kris put a comforting arm around her. "Uncle will be fine. Look at him. I think all he needed was a long-overdue break."
"Yeah. We'll know on Monday."
"You'll tell me as soon as you know, right?"
"Of course, honey."
"Hey, why the concerned looks, girls?" Jasmine asked as she and Ari joined them with drinks.
"We were just saying we hope Dad's okay," Sam answered.
Jasmine's eyes clouded. "We all hope that, Sam."
"I know. So let's not worry about that for now," Sam answered with a bright smile.
"Well, it looks like Dylan and Trey are getting envious of Adam's new house," Ari said. "They're asking Kane lots of questions."
"Would you girls want a new house?" Jasmine asked Ari and Kris.
"I wouldn't mind either way," Ari answered. "I love the city apartment but it would be nice to have a backyard for when the babies come."
Kris gasped. "Are you pregnant?"
Ari laughed. "No. For the future, I mean."
"I wonder who among us would have a baby first?" Jasmine asked.
Sam listened as her friends discussed babies. Even if getting pregnant was one of her biggest fears for now, she'd love to have kids in the future. Of course, she'd need to have them with the right man.
Her gaze flew to Adam, who was grinning at something her mother was saying. He got along well with her parents, and they seemed to really like him. If she could take her pick of a potential long-term partner, she'd choose Adam.
She already knew what a genuinely nice guy he was, but after last night, her estimation of him jumped up exponentially. Not only was he gentle and considerate, but holy moly, he was hot! She'd worried in the past that she wasn't a very sexual being, but with Adam, she'd been insatiable.
But while she and Adam had an incredible night together, she got the impression he was living in the moment rather than considering a possible relationship with her. She could understand that. This burning flame that surrounded them burst so suddenly they hadn't had time to think. In a way it was good she was going home soon. Time and distance were bound to clear up some questions in her head.
She became aware that the conversation around her had stopped. She glanced back at her friends and found the three of them staring at her.
"What?" she asked, trying for an innocent expression.
"What's with staring at Adam?" Kris asked, arching an eyebrow.
"I was just checking to see that Mum and Dad are fine."
"Is there something going on that you're not telling us?"
She sighed. "I don't want to ruin my friendship with Adam," she said, going for partial truth. "I'm glad that my parents have been put at ease about my upcoming move because of him, but I'm scared that this charade would hurt later on." She didn't add that she was worried about her getting hurt, not her parents.
"Everything will be fine, Sammy. I think Auntie and Uncle just want to see you happy. You probably didn't even have anything to worry about from the very beginning," Kris said.
Sam nodded.
"Have you thought about where you'd stay when you come back here, Sam?" Jasmine asked. "You're welcome to stay with us until you've decided where you want to live, so you can take your time finding your own place."
"You're welcome to stay with me and Dylan too, Sam. You know that," Ari said.
"But she'll have to stay with me and Trey," Kris cried. "She's my blood relative."
Sam laughed, warmed by their sentiments. "Thanks, guys. Maybe you can take turns hosting me if I take longer than expected to find an apartment. But," she said with alarm as she remembered something, "my parents think I'll be living with Adam, so that's the story we have to stick with in front of them."
The other girls laughed. "Okay."
"You have to tell the guys," she said to them. "I'd hate for all this to unravel because of holes in my story. My parents will worry if they think things aren't well between me and Adam."
"We'll let the guys know," Jasmine said. "Shall we start preparing dinner, Ari?"
"I'll help," Sam said.
"No. You and Kris stay here and entertain your parents. They haven't even had a dip in the pool yet. Too busy checking out Adam's house."
"I'm sure they're imagining it full of Sam's kids," Kris quipped.
Sam winced. "I know."
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sp; As Jasmine and Ari went back into the house, Kris said to Sam, "It must be a really impressive house. Those guys are so engrossed by just the plans."
"It does sound impressive," Sam said. "Kane showed them to me when Adam and I went to his office to talk about the kitchen."
"Well, I know someone who'd be so very disappointed she won't be living in it."
"Who?" Sam asked curiously.
"Sandy—Adam's ex."
"Oh? How do you know that?"
"One time, when we had dinner with the two of them, Trey asked Adam how the plans for his new house were going. Well, Sandy took over the conversation. She sounded like she'd already moved in and it's not even finished yet! She talked about what colours she wanted the walls to be, even what kind of cushions she'd be dressing up the couch with. She was really into it."
"God, she really gets under my skin," Sam said with great annoyance. "Even during that first time I met her at that cooking event, we already took an instant dislike to each other."
"I know. I don't get along well with her either. I think she's the type of girl who would never have many female friends. She's super competitive with other women," Kris commented.
"How do you mean?"
"The last time we had dinner with them, Sandy and I went to the ladies' room together. We noticed this male celebrity model pass by and she mentioned she'd seen a naked picture of him. She also read an article that said women from all walks of life wanted to throw themselves at this guy because he was super hot. I commented that I thought Trey was better looking than the model. Then she went on about how hot Adam was in bed and how she cried like a banshee whenever he made her come. It felt to me like she was saying her Adam was better than my Trey. I don't care how good Adam is in bed. He doesn't interest me. No one else interests me except Trey. That was why I made my comment. But Sandy sounded like she needed to win some point or something."
Sam felt her face burn. She shook her head vigorously to erase the unwanted picture of Sandy and Adam in bed together. Arrgh! She couldn't stand the thought. Why did Kris have to tell her that detail?
"Hey, you okay?" Kris asked, surprised by her reaction.
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