I kick open the door to her bedroom and shove it closed behind us. Without breaking from my mouth, Adley wiggles out of my arms and reaches for my pants. We’re a frenzy of hands and lips and moans as we strip each other out of our clothes.

The touch of her hands gliding over my body drives me insane, and if she doesn’t stop, I’m going to blow my load before I get inside of her.

Grabbing her wrists, I secure them together in my fist behind her back. Her eyes flare to life.

I shouldn’t be surprised that she likes having her wrists restrained. Adley has always been a free spirit in bed, open and willing to try anything, within reason.

“You like that?”

Her lips part, and she nods.

“Not today, okay? But soon I’ll tie you up.”

“Why not today?”

Son of a bitch, she’s going to kill me. Hell if I fucking know why not today. Because I’m an idiot?

“Because there’s something else I want to do, something I’ve wanted to do for a damn long time.”

What I really want is to shove her on the bed, tie her up, and have my wicked way with her. But after yesterday, and watching her with my sister and the kids at Kid Connection, I need to go slow. Today, I’m going to savor her the way I’ve only dreamed of doing. I want to stroke and kiss every inch of her beautiful body, and I’m not going to stop until she begs me to.

“On the bed.”

She pulls her bottom lip gently between her teeth and crawls on the bed.

As I look down at Adley’s round tits begging for my mouth, the delicate curve of her hips leading to the most perfect set of legs, all I can think is mine.

I’ve seen her like this more times than I can count. I know her body like the back of my hand—a roadmap engrained in my brain. But I’ve never had her like this. She’s never truly been mine. Until now. And I’m going to worship her. I’m going to make her forget every man who’s ever touched her.

“Everything okay up there?” Adley asks.

“Perfect.”

Adley reaches for me as I lower myself on top of her. She curls a finger through my hair, cupping the back of my neck as she draws my face toward hers. I slip my tongue between her lips, and when it touches hers, her hips lift off the bed. It’s such a turn-on, knowing I can drive her this crazy with nothing but a kiss.

So I kiss her more deeply and mold my body against hers. My cock is cradled between her thighs, and when I flex my hips, it slides between her wet folds.

With her fist clenched in my hair, she kisses me until my vision blurs. The little sounds she makes are slowly driving me over the edge—the moans and sighs and gasps. And I want to keep kissing her and touching her to see what other sounds she’ll make.

Maybe I can get her to scream.

Her breath comes in harsh pants when I pull my mouth from hers. I bury my face in her neck, burning a trail of kisses into her skin from her ear to her collarbone and then down her chest. When I suck a tight nipple into my mouth, she squirms.

Adley is a tit girl. I could suck her tits all day long, and she’d happily let me. One of these days I’m going to see if I can get her to orgasm from nothing but nipple stimulation.

I run my hand along her outer thigh before dipping it between her legs where I find her warm, wet, and ready.

“Spread your legs a little wider, sweetheart.”

Her hooded eyes blink heavily as her knees fall completely open, allowing enough room for me to settle between her thighs. With an arm hooked under each leg, I tug her body in close.

I can smell her arousal, taste it in the air, and what the fuck am I waiting for?

She shudders with the first swipe of my tongue along her slit, and when I latch onto her clit, Adley gasps. She tosses her head back against the pillow and moans, rocking her hips against my face.

“Yes.” She drags the word out before it turns into a long, drawn-out plea of my name. “Lincoln.”

I love the way she says my name—love the way it sounds falling from her lips. I also love the tight grip she has on my hair.

“Watch me, Adley. I want to see those beautiful eyes.”

She peels her lids open, props herself up on her elbows. Our eyes lock. For a few seconds we’re silent, and I know she understands what’s about to happen between us.

She rolls her hips. “I need you.”

My cock is thick and hard and begging for release, but he’s going to have to wait because her pleasure comes first.

“I need you too, baby.”

And then I bury my face between her legs, sucking and kissing.

Worshiping her.

Devouring her.

Loving her.

I flick the tight bud with my tongue, and when I push two fingers through her soft wet folds, Adley cries out.

I fuck her with my fingers as she grinds her hips up.

I suck and lick faster, following the cues her body gives me. Her legs tighten around my head like a vise, along with her fingers in my hair, and I nearly come on the sheets.

The walls of her pussy clench around my fingers and her sweet little clit grows thick in my mouth.

I add a third finger and her body trembles. She’s close. So close. And so the fuck am I. I’m practically dry humping the bed because I want to fuck her so bad. I want these tight muscles squeezing my cock not my damn fingers.

“Lincoln!”

There it is—the scream I was looking for. Even better, it was my name.

I lick and suck as her body convulses. And then she explodes on my tongue, her taste flooding my mouth, driving my arousal higher and higher.

She continues to chant my name over and over until the contractions stop.

Oh God, Lincoln.

Lincoln, oh yes.

Lincoln!

When her body goes pliant beneath mine, I look up and meet her heady gaze. Her hair is a mess, cheeks flushed, lips swollen from her teeth, and I engrain this moment—this look—into my memory because I don’t ever want to forget it.

I rise onto my knees, grip the base of my cock, and rub the head against her entrance.

We used condoms for the first few months we were together and then decided to toss them since she’s on birth control pills.

Nothing in the world feels as good as sinking into Adley. I pull my hips back and slide home.

She’s so tight, even after having my fingers inside of her.

I pull out and then push back in, pinning her hips to the bed with mine.

We’re both silent as I thrust in and out in easy, long strokes—so different from the wild, heated sex we’ve grown accustomed to.

She watches me, and I open myself up, allowing her to see the deepest, darkest parts of my soul. I pour years of pain and fear and insecurity into this moment, hoping she’ll realize what I’m giving her is much more fragile than I thought it was.

And she does.

Her bright eyes turn glossy, and I know she feels the difference.

Lifting her hands, she runs them up my chest and around my back—a gentle touch that brings warmth to all of the cold places inside my soul.

I won’t last long, not with this slow, seductive pace and the way she’s looking at me.

I begin to move harder, faster. She lifts her knees, opening herself up, allowing me deeper, and I whisper her name, “Adley.”

I put up a hard fight, but that’s over now. I’m hers just as much as she’s mine, and I’m done holding back.

Her body grows tighter and my cock thicker at my impending release. Refusing to go off before her, I grab her ass and tilt her hips up to hit her at the angle I know she loves.

She cries out, her breaths coming in short bursts as she gives herself to me so openly, allowing me to move faster and thrust deeper.

“Right there,” she pants.

So, I do it again, keeping up that pace, and she moans louder and longer as the seconds tick by. And then her body quivers, her eyes pinch shut as a tear trickles down her temple, and her legs lock around my hips.

My balls tighten, along with my heart, and my vision blurs. Our bodies explode at the same time. I come hard, spilling myself inside of her. She grabs at my hair, pulling my face to hers where she peppers me with kisses and heated whispers.

Please. Please, don’t stop.

Yes, right there.

That feels amazing.

With each thrust comes another contraction and another rush of cum as we fill each other up—her with my pleasure, me with hope and what I can only describe as love.

“Adley.” I collapse against her and press my lips to hers. That’s when I feel it, another tear. I lift my head. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

She shakes her head and swallows, and I can tell she has that thickness in her throat—the kind that makes it hard to talk without crying.

“Are you sure?” I ask, needing to know for sure.

She nods, and I wipe the wetness from her cheek.

“Talk to me.” My dick starts to slide out, but I’m not ready to be disconnected from her, so I shift my hips and slip it back in.

“It’s just…” She sniffs and wipes a tear from her eye before it falls. “I’ve wanted this with you for so long. I tried to tell myself I didn’t, but I did, and now that it’s happening, I’m just a little overwhelmed.”

“In a good way, right?”

She nods and laughs, another tear escaping, which I catch with my thumb. “In the best way. And I’ve been overwhelmed with studying and worrying about my boards and looking for a job. I think all of that combined has me a little more emotional than normal. I can’t believe I’m crying.”

I tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “What can I do to help? I don’t know anything about cardiology or that other fancy stuff you tell me about, but I could probably help with anatomy,” I say, wiggling my hips.

“I’m going to take you up on that,” she says, laughing.

“You better. Several times. Until then, I’ve got a different idea.”

“What’s that?”

“Come stay with me for a few days, or weeks if you want. My house will be quiet during the day. You can get lots of studying in, and then I’ll get to see you at night.”

She bites her lip and looks at me. “Tonight?”

“Right now. Say yes.”

A grin slowly forms on her face, and then she nods. “Yes.”