One second Adelaide was next to me and the next she shifted back to her seat.What the fuck just happened?
My biceps strained against the material of the shirt.
Pictures of her and another man were clear as fucking day in my head. Her writhing beneath another man,moaning, fuckingwhimperinglike she was about to reach the edge. I may not know her now, but I knew her body better than any fucking douche. She’d pretend she was on the precipice of letting go, her soft body arching off the bed with deliberate control, one eye barely shut just so she’d make sure the asshole was lost in his own fucking pleasure instead of hers—her stupid people pleasing trait—then she’d slowly fall back down, back hitting the bed, mouth wide opened—not from satisfaction, but from fucking exhaustion, and he’d lay next to her, wrap his arms around her?—
My hand tightened around the car handle like an imposturous snake. “Then you’d also know,sweetAdelaide, what I observed about you?”
Her lips parted, chest heaving as the seconds—which felt like a goddamn eternity—passed.
Her lips glistened after a torturous lick.
I wanted to lick her lips. Suck them. Use them. Deprave them.Fuckthem.
With a slight tilt to her head, she looked through her lashes. Her pupils swallowed every hint of blue. “What?”
Adelaide audibly gasped when I pulled her towards me.
She was half sprawled on the space between us, looking up at me fucking dazed and shocked.
I brought my hand up to cup her cheek. Soft and fucking addicting. “Adelaide.”
She closed her eyes.
Pouty lips teased me with its presence. Swallowing hard, I dipped my head to take them, to taste her, to feel her very soul swallow mine.
“I may be hard as fuck right now, but if I lifted your dress, right here right now, I bet I’d find your pussy dripping.” My lips brushed hers in a tantalizing manner.
When she opened her eyes, they reflected the very need pulsating towards my dick right now.
Time stalled and taunted one of us to make a move.
“We shouldn’t do this,” she whispered.
My hand dropped to the leather seat, her warmth still present in my touch. “You’re right.”
“This is business.”
“Just business,” I confirmed.
“You mean nothing to me,” she said without hesitation.
There was a lump in my throat. “Back at you.”
“So, let’s not complicate this, Christian.” She moved back.
I didn’t like that.Not one fucking bit.“I can smell you dripping from here.”
“Stop it,” she hissed. “We didn’t break up seven years ago to come back to this.”
A dark chuckle. Someone entirely not me gravitated out of my chest, embarking the air with its idiocy.
“Maybe this was the reason I broke up with you. Maybe I wanted to wait until you grew into that sexy body of yours, so I’d enjoy myself better.”
“Just when I think we could maybe be friends,” she sighed. “You go and ruin it by opening your mouth.”
“We can’t be friends, Adelaide.” I ran a hand through my hair, not giving a fuck that I was ruining it. “Because I don’t fuck my friends.”
“You’ll never…” She paused, a natural blush accentuating the faux blush on her cheeks. “That won’t happen,ever.”
