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Ada has one goal, and I can sense it. But I’ll be damned if I don’t bring her over the edge with me. Just a few more seconds of this sweet torture . . .
Tugging her off me now is even harder than it was to stop that kiss at my apartment before it spiraled out of control. But this time I’m only pulling away so I can discard both of our clothes, something I do with a speed that seems to impress Ada. I only give myself a second to take in the sight of her completely nude before we kiss our way to the bed.
This is actually going to happen.
My hands are everywhere as Ada positions herself below me. Straining to hold on to the tiny sliver of restraint I have left, I lean down and give her breasts the attention they deserve.
With my tongue. And my teeth. Just a little nip until Ada’s fingers tug on my hair, none too gently, showing me what she wants.
I’m happy to move lower, but I also want to make something clear to her.
Positioned just above the ultimate prize, I look up.
“Don’t ever be shy around me, Ada. If you want something, tell me. And I’ll give it to you, every time. Making you happy, in bed and out of it, will be my only goal moving forward.”
She tsks. “Your only goal?”
Ada thinks I’m kidding.
“The most important one,” I clarify.
Still not sure she gets it completely, I move myself into position.
“Next time you can just say the words.” Ada’s hips jolt at the first touch of my tongue. “‘Go down on me, Hayden,’” I say.
Another lick. Another tease. And then I rub and suck until she’s shaking. I stop, only for a second, looking up.
“‘Make me come with your mouth,’” I give her as an alternative.
Determined to push her over the edge, I continue to apply slow pressure, followed by a few well-placed flicks of the tongue. She explodes just as my hand slips underneath her to cup her backside. Squeezing, I look up from between her legs.
“I will live down here if you want me to.”
“Oh my God, are you even real?”
I move quickly, so ready to show her that I am.
“Where are you going?”
I pick up my shorts and tug on the pocket.
“Condom,” I say, pulling it out.
She’s giving me a strange look, one that makes my heart slam against my chest.
“If you changed your mind, that’s fine,” I say, my voice sounding strangled to my own ears.
“No, it’s just . . .”
I walk over to the bed.
“If you were serious, what you said before . . . if there won’t be anyone else . . .”
I swallow. Hard.
“I’m on birth control, and I had a physical recently. I’m clean.”
I am too, but I still always use a condom.
