Easy For Keeps

I climb into the bed and pull her in with me, tucking her against me.

“You want to sleep already?” she asks.

“Sweetheart, you’ve worn me out.”

“But I can still walk.” She sticks her lower lip out, then laughs and kisses my chin. “I’m just kidding.”

“There’s always tomorrow morning.”

She kisses my neck, then my collarbone, and settles in my arms as if she was born to fit there. I love how affectionate she is. Her lips rarely leave my skin.

“Tomorrow morning then.” She yawns. “Goodnight, Adam.”

“Goodnight.” I bury my lips in her hair and take a deep breath. She smells like sunshine and sex.

Two of my favorite things.

Chapter Six

~Sarah~

I can’t breathe. I’m 97% sure that my nerve endings are literally on fire, and true to his promise, walking today, or the days in the near future, will be a challenge.

God bless him.

“God, Sarah.”

If I could move right now, I’d open my eyes and look down at him, but I can’t. He’s still inside me, his body also still quivering. I didn’t think it was possible, but this round might be better than any of the previous six.

Six. Rounds. Of sex.

In one twelve-hour period.

I collapse on his chest, bury my face in his neck, try to regain use of my extremities, and purr when he wraps his arms around my back and hugs me close.

His arms make me want to bite him. In the best sexual way possible. I don’t know what he does to keep them so…awesome, but dear sweet Moses, am I thankful.

“I’ll make you breakfast,” he murmurs against my neck, sending a fresh round of goose bumps over my skin.

“Okay. I’ll get off of you in about a month.”

He chuckles and slaps my ass, and then before I know it, I’m flat on my back and he’s leaning over me, smiling down at me with those amazing green eyes of his.

“How can you move?”

“Quick recovery,” he says and kisses my nose. “You stay here and collect yourself and I’ll go cook.”

“Cook what?” I ask. “There’s nothing in your fridge.”

“The bagel place delivers.” He winks, places a smacking kiss on my lips, then jumps up and saunters out of the bedroom.

Naked.

Holy shit.

I cover my face with my hands and can’t help but smile. What a night! Adam didn’t wait until this morning to have his way with me again. No, that happened sometime around 2:00 a.m.

It seems that man can’t keep his hands off of me, and that doesn’t hurt my feelings in the least. I was so right. One night with Adam Spencer was unforgettable and a giant boost to my ego.

Sex with Kurt was always good. He was an attentive lover. I know it’s not fair to compare the two men, and I never would out loud, but I didn’t know that two men could be so different.

I mean, it makes sense, but it never occurred to me. The sounds, the smells, the way Adam touches me are all so different from anything I’ve ever experienced before. I didn’t even know that half of what he did to me was even possible.

Its legality is still questionable.

I giggle and sit up, sighing when my muscles complain. Good lord, muscles I didn’t even know existed are protesting after the night of exhausting sex I just had.

I had sex. A lot. With the hottest man ever.

I giggle once more and stand, groaning now at the uncomfortable pull of my inner thigh muscles, and walk into his bathroom to clean up.

The shower is quick, and before I know it, I’m in his kitchen, wearing last night’s clothes, kind of excited about the walk of shame I’ll do when he drops me off.

“I like that smile,” Adam says as he walks into the kitchen holding a brown bag that was just delivered.

“You put it there,” I reply with a wink. “You put on shorts.”

He raises a brow. “I can take them back off.”

“No.” I shake my head and laugh as Adam opens the bag of food.

He smirks and passes me a bagel, already toasted with cream cheese.

I take a bite and realize that I’m starving.

“We burned a lot of calories last night,” he says casually as he watches me devour half of my bagel.

“No kidding.”

“How do you feel?”

“Sore.” I lick cream cheese off my thumb and grin at the sexy man taking a bite of his breakfast. “Well sexed.”

“Mission accomplished then.” He reaches over the island and drags his thumb down my cheek. “What are your plans today?”

“I promised Hailey I’d take her to the zoo,” I reply and check my phone, relieved that I haven’t missed any calls or texts.

“That’ll be fun,” he says. “When can I see you again?”

I bite my lip and set my bagel down. This was supposed to be a one-night fling, right? A night to get some horniness out of my system and get on with it.

But last night was more than just a whole bunch of exceptional sex. Which it was. Exceptional, I mean. But damn it, I like him.

“Should I take your silence as a not in this lifetime?”

“No!” I shake my head and reach over to take his hand in mine. “I’m sorry, I was just thinking about my…schedule.”

“No lying,” he says, startling me. “Ever.”

“Adam.”

“If you don’t want to see me again, just say so.” He shrugs. His voice is calm. He’s not angry or railing at me. But his eyes look hurt.

“I do want to see you again.” He continues to hold my gaze steady as I take a deep breath. “Okay, you want the truth?”