Shirley stared at Adam in shock. What was he saying? That he’d hire her to be his girlfriend? Pretend girlfriend? She scoffed. Was that why he came here and seduced her?
“You’re joking right?” She eyed him
“You knew me from high school and you know I don’t waste my time. Why would I joke over something like this?”
She stared at him. He looked serious. What the hell was he up to?
“Why–why do you need a girlfriend. A fake one at that?”
“My parents are pressuring me to get married. I really don’t have time for a relationship right now because I’m so busy”
Shirley pieced two and two together. She stared at him again. He looked well off. He was obviously a businessman.
But why did he need her exactly? He could find any woman anywhere.
“Why me?” She voiced out her thoughts
He didn’t say anything. Instead, he moved closer to her and placed his hand on her face. She inhaled sharply from the sizzling hot contact.
“You don’t know why?” His voice came out in a hoarse whisper
“I–I” she stuttered
“Every cell in my body craves for you, Shirley. From the day I saw you walking to work, I’ve been dying to get my hands on you”
Before she could reply to that, he crushed his lips on hers in a hard and demanding kiss. The force from which his tongue pried into her mouth was breathtaking and at the same time, impossible to resist.
“I’m getting very aroused. How can you do this to me just by looking at me?” he breathed with sudden ferocity.
She didn’t know which of them moved first but suddenly he was as close as she wanted him to be and her fingers slid ecstatically into the springy depths of his hair. But, instead of the forceful assault his mood had somehow led her to anticipate, he outlined her parted lips with his tongue and then delved between, tasting her with a sweet, lancing sensuality again and again until her head was spinning and her bones were melting and a hunger more intense than she had ever known leapt and stormed through her veins.
With an earthy groan of satisfaction, Adam dragged her up into his arms and, although the movement jarred her painfully, she was more than willing to oblige him. Thrusting the bedding impatiently away from her, he lifted her and brought her down on his hard thighs without once removing his urgent mouth from hers.
Excitement spiralled as suddenly as summer lightning between them. Wild, hot and primaeval. His hand yanked at the high neck of the white hospital gown, loosening it, drawing it away from her upper body. Cooler air washed her exposed skin as he held her back from him, lean hands in a powerful grip on her slender arms. A dark flush over his hard cheekbones, he ran raking golden eyes over the fullness of her pale breasts, the betraying tautness of the pink nipples that adorned them
He pressed a teasing kiss to the corner of her tremulous lips. Instantly, revealingly, she turned her head straight into the kiss, lips parting in readiness for the exhilarating plunge of his tongue. Low in her throat she moaned when he gave her what she longed for in that first kiss and a knot of gathering sexual tension clenched tight in her pelvis, leaving her awesomely aware of her body.
He shifted against her, one hand cupping her hips to tilt her to him so that she could feel the urgent vigour of the erection tenting the fine fabric of his trousers. A quiver of pure hunger, as sharp as it was painful in its intensity, slivered through her.
Adam succumbed to the temptation of looking at her beautifully formed breasts. He cupped the pert mounds in reverent fingers. “You are a work of art.”
His fingers brushed the lush pouting buds that crowned the full swells. He was already as hard as steel and he vented an earthy groan of appreciation and backed her down on the bed, his mouth swooping down to capture a quivering nipple to tease it with the slick of his tongue and the edge of his teeth.
That sweet torment of sensation arrowed straight down to the hot damp place between her thighs and raised her temperature to a tingling height. Her hips squirmed in a rhythm as old as time. She dragged him up to kiss her again, rejoicing in his passion but desperately hungry for more. Her untried body was soaking up every new sensation like a sponge and responding with increasing demands.
The level of her response astounded Adam. He reeled back from her to haul at his shirt and she leant over him, tugging frantically at buttons with an eager lack of sophistication and dexterity that he found tremendously attractive.
Shirley studied his golden-toned torso and the pelt of curling black hair accentuating his pectoral muscles and felt weak with longing. She let her hands run unsteadily down over his stomach, felt his taut muscles contract in reaction and pressed her lips to a masculine nipple, headily drinking in the familiar smell of his skin.
Adam tipped up her chin, dark golden eyes smouldering with sexual heat.
“Use your tongue,” he said thickly, wondering at her tentative caresses and the way in which his advice caused immediate hot colour to rise in her cheeks.
Knowing she needed all the help she could get, Shirley obliged, keen to please him as much as he had pleased her and driven on by the fire of craving at the heart of her. He tasted every bit as good as he looked and had he not pushed her back onto the mattress to torment the hard buds of her sensitised nipples, she would certainly have become more daring. Her downfall was complete when he employed a seeking hand below the lace panties and found the precise spot to tease, destroying what remained of her self control. With a helpless cry she arched up to him and he crushed her mouth below his, his tongue meshing with hers in an erotic dance.
“Please…oh, please!” Shirley moaned, burning with all-encompassing need and beyond thought.
With a roughened curse half under his breath, Adam discovered the warm wet welcome awaiting him with a savage sound of overpoweringly male satisfaction.
He was so beautiful-a pagan vision of bronzed muscular power and energy. He was also very aroused and her first sight of a fully erect male was daunting.
“We’ll never fit!” she told him before she could think better of it.
Adam laughed out loud, for it struck him as such a naïve and irrational comment from a woman he badly wanted to bed. “I am so hot for you, I am in pain,” he confessed, coming down to her again.
He entered her hard and fast
Adam was frozen with frustration and a hunger that made him tremble because the lush, tight fit of her tiny body round him was extraordinarily pleasurable.
“Don’t stop,” she breathed, helpless in the grip of the erotic heat and intensity still roaring through her.
Expelling his breath in a hiss of relief, he began to move again while exerting every atom of control that he could muster. He responded well to challenge and he was determined to exceed whatever expectations she had of the event. His fluid increase in tempo sent excitement flashing through Shirley faster than an express train and fuelled her need. She bucked under him and sobbed with startled pleasure when he employed slow subtle movements that tormented her with sensation. She couldn’t control anything that she was feeling and what she was feeling was incredibly powerful. The hunger stoked by his passion reached a frantic height when every part of her was pitched to an unbearable degree of longing and then in a breathless heartbeat she reached an ecstatic climax. As she writhed under him in frenzied abandonment, wave after wave of pleasure convulsing her slender body, Adam enjoyed the longest and most stupendous release of his life. His superb body shuddering over her, he tasted the ecstasy.