CHAPTER 11

DARCY

 

I’ve never had anyone that’s willing to throw down the gauntlet like that. It’s so sexy when he gets all alpha. I never really took him for one of those types but god, knowing Adam wants to be with me, even with my problems; makes me so hot for him.

As he kisses me, my hands trail up his back. He removes his lips from mine as I gasp, kissing my neck, sucking and nipping as he makes his way down.

“Adam, wait…” I say gasping. He leans up and looks at me confused. “I want to see you bang on your chest first,” I wink at him playfully.

“Right then!” He leans up onto his knees and bangs his chest with fists. I giggle at him but I’m now in a fit of laughter as I really didn’t think he’d do it. “Happy now?” Adam asks smiling wide.

“I am, thank you.” I reach up for one of his hands and pull him back towards me, I kiss him this time.

My hands cup his cheeks, his stubble is rough against my palms. His lips trail down until he reaches my breasts, he pulls the cups of my bra down as his tongue circles my nipple.

He swirls his tongue around the tip, then sucks it into his mouth. His hand trails down into my knickers, his finger touches my clit lightly, the shock of his light touch makes my body arch up into him.

I haven’t been touched in so long, but I’ve never been touched so intimately. His finger slides down into my wetness until he’s entering me, he adds another finger, pushing in and pulling out, spreading my wetness all around as I melt underneath him.

He grinds his hardness into my leg as he goes on with his ministrations, in and out, he strokes the wall as my legs start to tingle as his thumb massages my clit at the same time.

“Oh god Adam, don’t stop!” I say breathlessly. I buck up off the bed slightly as my orgasm hits me. I squeeze my eyes shut as I come down from the high.

I slowly open my eyes to see Adam hovering over me, smiling at me. I goofily smile back at him. He leans down and kisses me, his tongue caressing mine, a soft, passionate kiss.

He pulls away from me and grinds his erection into my leg, his hand caressing my face gently just as we hear a door close downstairs.

My eyes go wide, I almost forgot where we were.

“Shit Adam, that was the door.”

“It’s okay, it’s probably Todd. Come on, you have to meet him eventually.” He winks as I raise myself up off the bed then pulls me up to standing. I put back on my t-shirt and I pull up and fasten my jeans. Adam pulls his t-shirt over his head, I walk forwards until I’m standing right in front of him.

“Do you have to put your t-shirt on, I was quite enjoying the view,” I say with a smirk. My fingers trail over his abs as his hands stops them.

“Don’t, because my dick isn’t going down and you doing that is making it worse, it’s that hard I could break concrete with it!” he says with a glint in his eye. He puts my hand on his crotch and he’s not wrong, I can feel the outline in his jeans.

“Come on let’s go downstairs.”

“I need the toilet first. Where’s the bathroom?”

“Just through there I’ll wait for ya.” He sits on the bed as I walk into the bathroom. I do my business then run the tap right next to me and clean up. Once I’m done, I flush the toilet and head out to Adam.

Adam stands and asks if I’m ready. He takes my hand and leads me downstairs. We walk into the kitchen as I see a man in there making tea.

“Yo bro, how’s it hanging” Adam shouts as we walk into the room. As he turns I know this is Todd his brother, oh my god they all look alike. Todd has dark hair though whereas Adams is light brown, he’s a leaner version of Adam though.

“Todd this is Darcy. Darcy, my younger twin.”

“You have to get that in, don’t you? I’m two minutes younger. Darcy, it’s a pleasure,” Todd shakes my hand. “I wondered when we were going to get to meet you, we thought you were all in his mind, he does things like that all the time.”

I turn to look at Adam’s face and see one eyebrow raised and smirking. Todd puts his arm around my shoulders and leans towards my ear. “He went through a lot of imaginary friends when he was younger, just so you know.”

I burst out laughing as Adam frowns at him.

“Fuck off. Don’t listen to him, Darce, he's a wanker, hence why he hasn’t got a girlfriend. He likes his own company too much.” I snigger to myself as Adam shows the wanker signal to him. Todd just smiles and winks,

“Hey, don’t knock it mate, my hand is very loyal,” Todd says laughing.

Oh my god these two are like a stand-up comedy act! They start play fighting with each other as the front door shuts again and an older woman I’d say in her mid-forties walks in.

“Boys, no fighting in the kitchen!” she shouts to them, “But while you’re both in here - I will have a tea, I’m shattered. Thanks boys.” She turns to look at me and smiles, “You must be Darcy?”

“Hi, pleased to meet you, Mrs Willows.”

“Annemarie, please. We don’t do formalities here,” she says with a wave of her hand. “Come on we’ll go, sit down and let the children argue over who makes the tea.”

As we sit down we hear Adam and Todd bickering in the kitchen. “Are they always like that?”

She turns to face me and frowns slightly, “You mean like a couple of girls, bickering...? Yep.” She nods and smiles at me as Adam walks in with a tray.  

We spend some time chatting with Adam’s Mum until it’s time to go. Adam drops me off at the garage to get my car. He completely smothers me with kisses, which by the way I don’t mind - stopping me from getting out of the car. Every time I try to break away from him he pulls me back towards him.

“Hmm, I really have to go.” I place my lips back against his, his tongue parts my lips again as he devours me. I love his kisses, they’re soft, sensual and leave me so hot.

Breaking away, I peck his cheek and leave. I jump in my car and after giving him a wave, I head home.

 

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I drive home in mostly a dream after the wonderful day I’ve spent with Adam. I take my key from my bag to open the door but before I turn it I hear voices - loud voices.

Opening the door, I walk into the house to Dad shouting, again. This is getting a regular occurrence these days and it needs to stop. It isn’t fair on Mum or me.

We try our hardest to ignore his temper tantrums and to make things easier for him but some days it feels like he just throws it back in our faces.

I walk into the bedroom, flop on my bed and lie there, listening to the arguing. It shouldn’t be like this, fuck it! I can’t listen to him feeling sorry for himself anymore.

I get off my bed and march towards where the arguing is coming from. I open the door to see Mum crying. She brushes past me and enters the bathroom and locks herself in. I look at my Dad and shake my head in disgust at him. I’ve never been disappointed with my Dad in my life - but that day has now come around.

“You pleased with yourself now, Dad?” I watch as he shakes his head but doesn’t answer me.

“I’m so sick and tired of hearing Mum cry and I’m sick of listening to you feeling sorry for yourself.”

His angry eyes snap to mine. He begins to speak but I hold my hand up to stop him.

“It’s always me, me, me. Why don’t you think of someone else but yourself for a change? Mum is busting a gut to keep everything going in this house - including you! I’m twenty-one Dad and look at me; I took over the garage, I put my life on hold for the last two years, I help Mum every chance I get but I’m tired, Dad. I’m so goddamn tired. You don’t give a shit what happens and why...  because it’s not about you.”

Dad doesn’t take his eyes off me as I rant away at him.

“You don’t even ask about your business, but why should you, it’s not like you care is it? I mean who, other than me... cares if it goes down the pan. No-one. That’s who! Well guess what, it’s time you pulled yourself together. I understand how hard it is not being able to do as much as you could, but Dad, you’re still here,” I lower my voice now to almost a whisper, the emotions are starting to get the better of me but I hold them back.

“You could still be a part of the business - just being there might help.” I stare at him for a moment to see if there’s any kind of emotion from him, he looks up at me as his eyes glaze over.

I drop my chin to my chest as the tears slowly trickle down my cheeks. I almost don’t think he’s going to answer me.

“Darcy.” I look up slowly to see the tears in his eyes. “I’m sorry, baby.” His voice catches as he speaks, which makes me feel worse then. He holds his arms out to me and I go to him.

Sitting on the bed next to him, we hold each other. “I just don’t know how to get out of the dark hole I’m in.”

“Maybe you should go see the doctor again and tell him, it might help you, I don’t know. I need you Dad, and so does Mum. Please say you’ll go and see him.”

Nodding, Dad holds me to him as I see Mum stand in the doorway. She walks towards the bed and sits down next to me.

“Sweetheart, I’m sorry. We didn’t realise how much pressure we were putting on you with all this,” Mum tells me, but I’m so tired and emotional I can’t go through this now.

I kiss her cheek and then my Dad’s and tell them I’m going to bed.

 

 

 

 

ADAM

 

I’m just starting to doze off to sleep when I hear my phone vibrating on the side of the bed. I lean over and see Darcy’s name on the screen. Picking it up I swipe the screen and put it to my ear.

“Hey babe, miss me?” I say sleepily.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry Adam did I wake you?”

“I was just dozing off, it’s all good. You ok?” I hear her sniff into the phone but she doesn’t answer me. “Darcy?” I’m awake again now, I sit up.

“I’ve just had a huge argument with my Dad.”

“Oh babe, I’m sorry. What happened?”

“I heard him shouting at Mum again and I couldn’t listen to it anymore. Anyway, I told him a few home truths. He said he was sorry but I don’t know where it’ll go from here or whether it’ll do any good. I’m this close Adam, this close to saying fuck it to everything. I don’t know how long I can keep our heads above water where the garage is concerned, I’ve just had enough.”

Hearing her heavy sighs and sobs down the receiver makes we want to go to her, hold her and ease all her worries but I don’t know how to.

“Babe, please don't give up because then you'll feel shitty for doing it. Do you want me to come around? I can I don’t mind.”

“No, it’s fine, and yeah I know you're right I’m just shattered. I feel like I'm doing all this for nothing... you know?!” She sounds so sad.

“I just wish he could see everything we do but instead he's locked himself away into his own dark world, where nothing exists… not even us,” she adds quietly.

“Don't make any plans for tomorrow, I'm coming around to pick you up.” I wait tentatively for her to say she's busy or she flat out can't, “I’m not taking no for an answer either.” She doesn’t answer right away,

“Yeah okay, I'd like that.”

“Go on and get some sleep. Night beautiful.” I hang up the phone, put it on the bedside table and think about how I can help her. If it's the last thing I do I'll help her out of this mess.