Adam instantly grabbed her hand, tugging her along with him as he surfed through the fray of writhing bodies. Shivers of anticipation rippled down her spine.

God, she'd never felt so daring, so wild. The man unleashing the risk-taking side to her which had been buried all this time. And heck, she'd never wanted a man as much as she wanted Adam Garcia. Implications she didn't want to think about. Not now.

She only wanted to give in to her ever growing lust for him, to the need to have him inside her, the fire that burned so clearly between them.

She would let him have her, fulfil a fantasy or two of her own, then ultimately return to LA unblemished on an emotional level.

It couldn't be so hard now, right?

Eva didn't even notice when they entered a restroom until Adam banged the door shut and backed her against the wall, eliciting a startled gasp from her mouth.

His bulge was pressing against her stomach, his brown eyes bored through hers. “What you do to me.”

Need tinged the raspy voice, and he crashed his lips down on her hers. His kiss was rough, demanding, filled with a hunger that yearned to be felt, to be returned.

Eva returned it alright, like the lascivious woman he'd suddenly turned her into.

Shoving her hand into his permanently ruffled hair, she brought their face impossibly closer just as their tongues swiped out simultaneously and met in a feiry, delectable tangle that stole her breath.

And then his thigh came, wedging between her legs and forcing them apart. With his hands grabbing and squeezing her ass sensuously, he pulled her forward and then backward rhythmically, forcing her to ride his thigh.

Eva was just about to rip his jacket open when the door suddenly burst open, forcing them to break their kiss. A man stumbled in, looking like he'd drank too much.

He paused when he saw them, his mouth forming an 'O'. “Look what we have here. Horny people who just can't wait to find a bed.” He laughed, and his laugh was horrible.

“Shit!” Adam cursed, stepping away from her and running his hand through his hair. “I can't believe I forgot to lock the fucking door.”

The guy chuckled, walking closer to them on unstable legs. “Want a threesome? I'd very much like to get laid tonight.” Lecherous eyes roved over Eva.

Adam growled, the sound vibrating with a warning. “You step any more closer to her and you'll lose your fucking head.” He placed his hand on her ass and began nudging her.

“Wow, thanks for the invitation.” The man slurred behind them before Adam banged the door shut.

Heat rose up Eva's cheeks. What if the man had entered when they were naked with Adam driving inside her?

Adam pulled her past the dancefloor, and they were out of the bar in less than a minute. The chilly air outside whipped against her, but it did nothing to mellow the fire burning inside her core. When they got to where he'd parked the Harley, he didn't waste any time getting on it.

“Hop on.” He commanded, voice filled with a demand that made her sex clench uncannily.

Not that she had any problem obeying the command. Already, the thought of the distance they needed to travel before getting to his cabin was making her pussy ache.

The engine rumbled to life, and Adam stepped on the pedal. Needing to feel him close, Eva wrapped her arms around his lower torso and was just about to do her ritual of feeling his hard, rippling muscles when he spoke.

“You better stop that, sweetheart. You don't want us crashing.”

Eva understood him, and so she torturously kept her wanton hands to herself.

When they finally got to his place, they couldn't seem to enter the cabin any faster. They'd barely climbed the stairs up to the porch when he grabbed her and propelled her flush against his body. Then he claimed her lips again, his tongue plunging in instantly while he kissed her as recklessly as he'd done in the bar.

Between incendiary, completely destructive kisses, they somehow managed to get into the cabin. The door banged shut, and Eva was backed against the wall, their kiss never breaking.

His camera poked at her through his jacket, but she was too swamped by need to care about the vague discomfort. A need she'd never known.

Grabbing the hem of her sweater, he yanked it up impatiently. Eva raised her arms to help him peel it off her body, breaking their kiss for one breath-redeeming second.

She wasn't wearing a bra, which convienietly bared her breasts to the cold air and him. A ripple of delight ran through her when a calloused palm closed around one of her breasts, causing her to arch her chest.

He shook and squeezed the pliant mounds before drawing her stiff nipple between his fingers, pinching it lightly. He broke their kiss, and Eva was just about to protest when his heated mouth closed around the sensitive bud, stealing her words from her.

His tongue lashed at her nipple, swirled around it, before his mouth sucked it hard and deep, eliciting a gasp from her along with a seductive, magnetic pull in the pit of her belly.

Her skin tingled everywhere, alive and aflame with ecstatic sensations, and she could do nothing but shove her fingers into his hair and hold on. Hold on as he laved her breasts like it was his last meal.

His mouth transferred to her other nipple and began the same rhythm like he'd done with the first one, his hands working furiously to unfasten the button on her jeans.

A moment later, he was pushing the denim material down her body which forced his mouth away from her nipple. Eva mourned at the loss, but was all too eager to help him get her legs out of the jeans, knowing very well what was in store for her.

He didn't return to her after her jeans had been discarded. Instead, he stepped back when he stood up, his eyes taking in her form with some sort of appraisal.

She was long over the knowledge that this man was going to be fucking her soon to care that she was standing in only her panties.

“So fucking gorgeous.” He growled, eyes bright and possessive with lust.

In a lightening quick move, he lunged at her, buried his fingers in her hair and apprehended her lips in a fierce kiss filled with passion so intense that it made her knees buckle.

He brought his right hand between her and the wall, flattening his palm against her back. The tingly feel of his calloused palm together with the warmth of it sliding back on her bare back had her moaning into their kiss.

His hand slipped over the curve of her ass before appearing between her thighs, riding up until it slipped past the leg opening of her panties. His fingers glided along the swollen lips of her sex, then two blunt fingers slipped into her immediately.

Eva whimpered into their kiss, feeling a mixture of pain and pleasure, his two fingers too much to take at once. But then he was pressing on her clit, rubbing it firmly and yet sensually until all she felt was pleasure

His fingers dove deeper and he began fucking her with the two digits, making her a moaning mess.

“So fucking tight. Fuck, I can't wait.”

His fingers slipped out of her, and a second later, his two hands on her ass was hoisting her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her ankles locking at his waist.

Where to, she really didn't care as she savoured the taste of his lips. She was flung away suddenly.

A cushiony surface greeted her back as she tumbled onto a bed, making her gasp. Looking back at him standing at the edge of the bed, she found him vehemently peeling off his clothes.

First his jacket, then the thin shirt he wore beneath, before he finally pulled off his jeans and boxers, carelessly tossing them away and leaving him gloriously naked.

The man was every epitome of an athlete, someone who loved outdoor activities and physical labour. Her breath caught when her eyes fell on his dick. God was he big!

“That's like the biggest dick I've ever seen.” She confessed, the friction between her thighs increasing to an aching point even as she wondered whether she could take all of him.

A smirk settled on his lips, as wicked as it was teasing. “Really now? And how many dicks have you seen.”

“Three, including this one.” She answered, wondering if he was going to consider her inexperienced because of that.

“Ouch, that's not too much stroking for my ego. It's nine inches long and four wide by the way.”

“Wild one, fucking stop talking and get here.” She said in a demanding manner that surprised her.

“Yes ma'am.”

He pounced on the bed on all fours, heading for her, like a predator going in for its prey – a willing one at that.

When he reached her legs, he grabbed her thighs and spread them apart, splaying the folds of her most feminine feature, his thumb stroking her thigh intimately. Then he blew on her heat, the contact of the cold air from his mouth nearly making her jump.

“Wow, you're sexy.”

Without warning, his tongue seared a fervent path through the aching core of her sex. The taste organ lashed, stroked furiously, and plunged in deep, as if determined to make her cum.

It didn't take long for her to unravel. Crying out loudly, Eva swivelled her lips against his mouth as delirious orgasm-induced sensations overtook her body.

Without giving her a chance to recover from her orgasm, Adam climbed up, the sleek slide of his body along hers seeming to amplify the waves that were riding her hard.

When the head of dick nudged insistently against her sex, Eva reached out to touch and feel it, but he grabbed both of her hands and pinned them above her head, rendering her immobile and vulnerable to the control he obviously loved to assert.

A gasp spilled from her lips when he pushed his way into her sex without prior notice. Despite the slickness from her orgasm, his length stuck halfway as her burning pussy walls attempted to resist the invasion.

“Jesus Christ, you're so tight.” He groaned.

Slanting his lips on hers, he kissed her heatedly as he pushed himself in inch by inch, until her body was able to acclimate to his size.

When he began moving, Eva anticipated a hard ride, and that's exactly what he gave. He pounded her hard and deep, fast and strong, settling on a rhythm that made her head spin with all the pleasure.

“Oh fuck, Adam.” She gasped, feeling her second orgasm beckoning, just on the brink.

It tore through her like a hurricane, more intense than the first one had been. While her body quivered with her release, he bucked his hips tumultuously against hers as he obviously reached his own peak.

After his release, he pulled out of her and collapsed beside her while they both tried to catch their breath after the physically draining romp.

Eva was probably dropping off to sleep when the bed beside her lurched. Opening her eyes, she found Adam gathering his clothes from the floor.

“Where are you going?”

Adam, who'd just turned the doorknob, paused, then answered without turning to face her. “No sleepovers or cuddling, remember?”

And then he was out. Eva was too exhausted to question him, but for the very first time, the moral implications of what she'd just done hit her.

Hard.

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–Enock