AMANDA
Adam Kelly, a man who has never shown weakness. A champion feared by half the city and now one of the most influential businessmen in our city, kneels at the door of my apartment.
- Damn, maybe I didn’t wake up? - I just can’t believe this scene is not a dream. I look into his eyes and don’t see that wild, predatory Adam I knew seven years ago. Now there’s only pain and something unfamiliar, something like... guilt?
- Come in. I don’t want to put on a show for the neighbors, - why did I let him in? I don’t know. There’s no logic in this act, but let’s not forget that I didn’t have time to come up with something better.
He gets to his feet and follows me to the kitchen. From the way he sways, I understand that the reason for his courage is at least a bottle of whiskey.
- Why did you come here? - I barely turn around when he pulls me into his arms, squeezing me so tightly that I start worrying about the integrity of my ribs.
- Forgive me… - his voice cracks, though he tries to control it. Our faces are too close, his eyes are looking into mine, and his arms are pressing me closer.
Inside, the same heat simmers that I haven’t felt with any man in all these seven years. I want this moment to last forever because, for some reason, only with the person who destroyed me do I feel complete.
- For what? - I truly don’t understand what this apology is for. Could something have happened that I don’t know about? But instead of answering, he invades my mouth so quickly and forcefully that the ground disappears from under my feet.
Should I push him away? I should!
Do I want to? No!
Will I do it? No way!
My hands wrap around his neck, and I fully surrender to the desire coursing through my body instead of blood.
This definitely doesn’t feel like our first kiss. Back then, Adam was gentle, as if afraid to hurt me. But now he kisses as if his life depends on it.
His tongue explores my mouth, making everything inside me burn. When his teeth bite my lower lip, a moan escapes my lips that triggers all the safety switches. Adam lifts me by the thighs and sits me on the table, simultaneously clearing everything off it. His hand glides up my inner thigh, right to the spot where I now feel an incredible heat. The moment his fingers touch my sensitive spot, I bite his lip, and a dark glint appears in his eyes as he realizes I'm not wearing any underwear.
- Well, of course I'm naked, because someone pulled me out of my sleep, - but the sharp intrusion of his finger makes me forget everything. Adam knows my body too well and what he likes. And when he adds another finger, the heat building in my lower abdomen explodes. My moan turns into a scream, and my body softens. If not for the arms holding me tight against him, I'd have fallen onto the table by now.
Coming to my senses, I notice his gaze, dark and seductive, exactly the one that made my legs tremble.
- Let’s go to the bedroom, - I slide off the table, take his hands, and lead him to my bedroom. Of course, common sense screams that I’m a stupid goat and I’ll regret this for the next 50 years, but right now I need this man. I want to feel him inside me, and I’ll think about the consequences later. Kelly follows me without saying a word. And as soon as we step into the bedroom, I push him onto the bed and find myself on top of him. Without giving him a chance to reconsider, I dive into a kiss that sends a jolt through my whole body. Breaking away for a moment, I unbutton his shirt and move from his lips to his neck, where I nibble on a sensitive spot and hear a low growl.
- He’s holding back. - I know him too well not to notice this. I shake the thought from my head and slide down to his chest, slowly trailing my tongue down to the waistband of his pants. For a moment, I lift my head and catch a glance full of desire. Just like a predator looks at its prey. I slowly unbuckle his belt and free him from his pants, as well as his underwear. The sight before me makes my excitement grow even stronger, because I know exactly what he is capable of (and it’s not about Adam).
I slowly trail my tongue from the base to the tip, seeing how all his muscles tense, and his fingers dig into the sheets.
- No hands, - I pull away for a moment to warn him, - or you’ll just leave here. - He needs to understand that right now, sex is only possible on my terms. He merely nods, and I lower my mouth, taking him to the base. A few slow motions up and down, and the man can no longer restrain himself.
- Damn… - Adam moans, gripping the sheets even tighter. I continue to enjoy how his body tenses with every movement of mine, his breathing becomes faster, and his moans louder. I pull away and sit on him. The sharp invasion makes my head spin, and for a few seconds I simply get used to his size inside me.
The man looks at me, almost begging for permission to touch, but instead, I make a few movements with my hips that make me roll my eyes. I knew it felt good with him, but I didn’t realize how much I missed this feeling. I continue to move slowly on Adam, my hands squeezing my breasts. He watches every movement of mine, making my body even more sensitive. I lean toward his face, give a light kiss, exhaling one word:
- Permission.
The reaction doesn’t take long to come. In an instant, his body presses me to the bed, and his lips are on my nipple. He alternates between kissing and biting while continuing to move slowly inside me. Damn, too slowly.
- Adam, harder! - The same smile I’d sell my soul for appears on his face. The movements become faster and stronger, and my body immediately experiences a spasm. The man keeps going at his own pace, and I claw his back, leaving red marks. At that moment, a release overtakes us both, and then he collapses beside me. It takes me ten minutes to understand what just happened. And it’s not just about sex. Because I’m a grown woman who can sleep with anyone she wants, whenever she wants. Even if I will regret it later (of course not).
- What the hell did you do? - the euphoria fades as the realization of the consequences hits me. Adam lifts his head, confusion in his eyes. But after a couple of seconds, his expression changes, and a smile spreads across his face.
- Don’t you want kids? - this idiot decided to make a joke. God, what was I even thinking? A grown woman, and I didn’t take precautions. This pregnancy would be the last thing I need.
- Get dressed and go to the pharmacy. I don’t need surprises like this. You’re a grown boy; you know what to buy. - Kelly isn’t thrilled with the idea but still gets up and starts dressing. Then he leaves my apartment, hopefully heading to the pharmacy and not just escaping from my killer gaze.
- Calm down, Ami. You’re a grown girl, and you know exactly what to do. - With this thought, I head to the shower to try to regain my cool, but it’s hard. Not even because I might get pregnant by the man I was ready to kill, who’s worse than any demon. But because I still feel his taste, his scent, and I don’t want to get rid of it at all.
I force myself to take a shower, put on pajamas, and go to the kitchen to make coffee. It seems I won’t get any sleep today, so coffee will be necessary.
Out of the corner of my eye, I notice Adam’s phone vibrating on the table. As I approach, I realize it’s Adam’s. The screen lights up with a call from Marina.
- Well, this is just the cherry on top. - I don’t understand why I react this way. Maybe because I just had sex with a man who’s in a relationship, or whatever they have. But I don’t have time to chase away this thought before the call ends, and I see on the screen something I never expected. I just stand there and stare at the phone, not knowing how to react. I don’t even notice when Adam approaches from behind and hugs me.
- It’s always been there, from that very day. - My heart skips a few beats as the meaning of his words sinks in. The only photo we have together, taken seven years ago, has always been the wallpaper on his phone.
This shouldn’t mean anything, but for some reason, deep inside, what once destroyed me comes back to life...