Fresh apprehension hit me. Had I gone too far? I did that.
I knew I did…
I almost fucked it up with Lainey so many times.
I opened my mouth to apologize, but Adam’s hands were on my jeans. He flicked the button out and then peeled down the zipper. The relief lasted only until his hand wrapped around my cock. Then I was thrusting against his fingers.
Fuck, I was ready to come right now.
“You’re going to do exactly what I tell you,” Adam said and when I opened my mouth, he gave me a narrow-eyed look that had me snapping it closed again. Giving me a nod of grim satisfaction, he almost smiled. “Better. Now get naked and get on that bed. You and I are going to settle something right here, and right now.”
We were?
We were going to settle—
Adam squeezed my dick.
Right. Naked.
My hands were shaking as I pushed down my jeans. The fact he had to release my dick was frustrating. Licking my lips, I glanced at him. Naked wasn’t hard to achieve when I was halfway there.
“Bed, Ezra.”
Right. I forgot.
When I would have sat down, he said, “Hands and knees.”
I almost fell at that comment. My legs went weak and I cut a look back at him.
“Did I stutter?” The whip crack of command in his voice had my stomach dropping and fluttering all at once. He was so damn hot like this.
While I continued to stare at him, he unbuttoned his own shirt. Each new opening to reveal more of his beautifully sculpted chest.
It wasn’t until he undid his belt that I managed to drag my gaze upward. “No,” I said slowly. “But…”
“But?” He raised his eyebrows, practically daring me to continue.
Did I want to discuss this?
That thought paralyzed me for all of three seconds. Why the hell was I fighting him? “Hands and knees.”
It came out jerky and uncertain.
“Hands and knees.” His confirmation was all the boost I needed. I turned to the bed and climbed on it. My cock stretched up toward my belly, tapping me with every motion.
There was something utterly vulnerable about being on my knees like this, facing away from him. It was also erotic as all hell because Adam lowering his zipper suddenly drowned out the sound of my racing heart.
“You’re getting naked too.”
“Obviously.” There was just a hint of dry humor there. Like he was indulging me.
“But I don’t get to watch?” Yes, I was never not gonna push him. It was who I was.
“I would have let you earlier, but then you stomped off in a tantrum.” A hand landed on my ass and it was large, callused, and I almost forgot how to think with him rubbing over my hip and then back again.
He wasn’t anywhere near my crack…
“I was—”
“Having a tantrum,” Adam said, cutting me off and then he was gripping my cheeks and all the air backed up in my lungs cause he was parting them. “Acting like a spoiled brat who didn’t get his way because instead of asking or listening, you just assumed something nefarious.”
Spit struck my anus and I shuddered. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Adam followed the spit with a thumb that traced my rim.
“Always betting you will be last. Always choosing to fight and rage at the world, rather than just ask for what you want…”
The words didn’t make much sense because Adam tested his thumb against the ring of muscle and my cock jerked at the first push. I was in no way lubed up enough for this.
He spit again.
“That won—”
“I’m talking,” Adam snapped, thumb tracing that spit over my asshole even as he delivered a slap to my ass. The heat of it blazed through me.
The fuck did he think he was… I tried to choke out my inner asshole. It needed to shut the fuck up right now.
“Good boy,” Adam almost crooned the words and the precum leaked out of my cock. It smeared against my belly and I dropped my chin, as my breath went ragged cause he’d pushed his thumb in. It was a little stretch. It didn’t really hurt, but it wasn’t exactly comfortable either.
No way to not be aware of him. Adam was fondling my ass. I thought I’d died when he let me suck him off while I fucked Lainey. I reached heaven when he finally stroked me and teased my cock.
