WARNING - EROTIC SCENE.



I woke late with Daniel's feet in my face and slapped them away.

"Hey!" He sat and gazed at me like he didn't know where he was.

His hair was spiking out over his head. I laughed, "You are the worst person to sleep with. How you've ever kept a girlfriend longer than one night amazes me."

He flopped back on the bed and groaned. "So, that's my problem. Fuck...I had to sleep with my sister to work out my relationship troubles."

I jabbed him in the ribs with my toes. "You are one sick puppy."

We laughed some more and both got out of bed. I went to the loo while Daniel put the kettle on. When I was finished, he went for a shower. I made myself some tea and toast. It worked well because when he was finished, I was ready for a shower, and he made himself some breakfast.

I took my time and shaved my legs. As I was drying myself, I heard Daniel talking to someone and wondered if he'd rung his latest girlfriend and she'd come to pick him up. I put on my dressing gown and opened the bathroom door. Daniel was dressed in his jeans, his hair wet, and shirt slung over his shoulder ready to leave.

Adam stood at the door. He lifted his gaze from the unmade bed, then at Daniel, and glared across at me. A surge of panic pounded in my head. I guessed how it must seem. "Adam!"

Daniel laughed and came towards me. He kissed my cheek and then slapped me hard on the bum. I jerked forward as he said, "Thanks, babe. You are one sweet ride."

Adam's face darkened. The muscles in his jaw tighten.

Daniel loped towards the door, a grin on his face.

I held my hand towards him, panicked and in disbelief at what he'd done. "Daniel!"

Adam stepped forward, his fist clenched; his arm lifted as if he was going to punch Daniel.

They eyed each other. Daniel shoved Adam hard on the chest. He shook his head and sneered. "Back off! I'm her brother dickhead!" Daniel looked at me and winked. "I'll be back for my gear later." He took some money from his wallet, shoved it into his pocket, and then threw the wallet at me as he said, "You're gonna need this." Then he left and closed the door behind him.

I stood, not able to say anything. Adam lifted his arms and put his hands behind his head. He let out a huge breath of air as he peered at me. "Is that true?"

"Yes," I murmured, and then opened Daniel's wallet to take out his driver's licence. "I have his licence if you want proof."

Adam shook his head and sighed again. "Would you like me to go?"

"No," I whispered. "Do you want to go?"

Adam gave me a crooked smile and dropped his arms. "No. I wanted to kill him."

I tilted my head and said in an apologetic voice, "He has a perverted sense of humour."

"I'm surprised someone hasn't knocked him out because of it."

I tittered as I drew my dressing gown tighter. "Oh, they have. Believe me. More than once."

Adam's deep chuckle rang across the room. "He's fast. I deserved it. I'm surprised he just pushed me and called me a dickhead." He gave me a sheepish grin and added, "I'm sorry for thinking the worst. He's right I am a dickhead."

"Yeah, you are," I agreed with a smile on my face.

Adam lifted me and held me above him. "I'm sorry...fuck...I saw red. I felt like I was going to explode."

I cupped his face and kissed him. "Were you jealous or angry?"

Adam shook his head in disbelief. He carried me to the recliner and then sat with me straddling him. He rubbed his fingers on his temples. "I don't know. It was one big blur of rage, pain and confusion. Jesus!" He lifted his eyes and said, "Please don't ever do that to me for real because I'd kill the prick."

I laughed and fluttered my eyes. "You'd do that for little ole me."

Adam grinned, ran his finger down my cheek and said, "Yeah, I think I would."

My dressing gown had parted a fraction. Adam took hold of the edges and opened it some more. Goose bumps rippled over my body. I gasped in shock because he hadn't even touched my skin. My experiment with Kyle hadn't done anything except make me think of Adam. I gazed into his glittering green eyes. "I missed you."

Adam ran his finger from the hollow in my throat to my navel. I sucked in my breath and closed my eyes as every muscle tensed.

"Ah...honey," Adam sighed as he swept the fabric of my dressing gown from my shoulder.

My body reacted as he passed his thumb over my nipple. Adam smiled when it peaked.

I gasped; my chest rising and falling. Adam watched my body shudder and then followed his hand's movement as he stroked my groin with his finger. I whimpered when he touched my already wet vagina, my stomach muscles tightened. I dragged in more air.

Adam removed his finger and looked into my eyes. I lifted myself so he could reach me better. I wanted it so much, wanted him to touch me again.

He didn't.

Instead, he ran his hand over my backside, letting his fingers tickle the crease where my leg joined my body. He let them linger closer to my inner thigh. I anticipated he was going to touch me from behind.

He didn't.

Adam brought his hand forward once more. His fingers caressed the inside of my thigh with unhurried strokes to my aching core. Every time he touched me, I gulped for breath. I was so ready, throbbing and burning to the point where I was going to die if he kept me waiting. He put his warm mouth on my breast and teased my nipple with his tongue. I gasped and ran my fingers through his hair as his mouth caressed me.

He suckled my nipple then released it. I drew in another deep breath. Adam lifted his head to watch my face. I closed my eyes and gasped louder, grateful that relief was impending.

He took his finger away. I bit my lip. He smiled and ran his hands under my dressing gown and over my backside.

"You did miss me," he murmured.

"You need to stop teasing me," I gasped.

Adam touched me again. I whimpered and closed my eyes. He whispered, "Not yet. I love watching you. Love making you want me."

I opened my eyes and watched him insert his finger once more. My body exploded. More goosebumps flared. I bit my lip and moaned as my swollen centre throbbed with pleasure.

Adam left his finger inside of me while my muscles pulsed against it. "Oh, honey...Jesus...God, fuck...You've blown me away," he whispered.

My chest heaved as I fought to breathe. I let myself fall against him because shame and humiliation washed over me. I couldn't believe I had allowed him to do that to me. That I had enjoyed it and that he had been able to control me in such a way. I scrambled off his lap, ran to the bathroom, locked the door and sank onto the floor with emotions churning around in my head.

"Jasmine? Jasmine, what's the matter?" The door rattled. "Jasmine. Open the door. What's going on?" Adam tapped his fist on the panel. "Jasmine, please open the door. I don't understand."

I gasped. "You made me feel like a slut."

He banged his fist on the door again as he leant on it. "Jasmine. Please open the door. I didn't mean too. I loved watching you...got off on seeing what I could do to you. Please open the door so I can hold you."

He stopped talking, waiting for me to open the door. I couldn't believe I had responded the way I had. Part of who I am, that I didn't know existed, had emerged and it scared me.

Adam's quiet and sorrowful voice came to me through the door. "Jasmine...honey...please open the door. I'm sorry. I've never had a woman respond to me like that before. It blew me away to know someone could want me like you do. Jasmine, I didn't mean to make you feel ashamed. I wouldn't do that on purpose because I love you."

I held my breath. He said he loved me. I stared at the door.

"Jasmine. Did you hear me? Please come out. I want to tell you to your face so you can see I mean it."

Tears spilt over my lids as I unlocked the door. Adam scooped me up, squeezed me tight, then put me on my feet. He took hold of my face and kissed my lips. "I'm sorry, Jasmine but you have to know I didn't mean to make you feel bad. You have to know that I love you."

I stood on my tiptoes and wrapped my arms around his neck with tears streaming down my face. I gasped, "I love you, too."

Adam kissed me and carried me to the bed. "You are so beautiful," he said. "I don't ever want to lose you."

Phew, writing these scenes is hard enough but writing them in first person is harder still, hahaha.

Fancy Daniel pretending to be Jasmine's lover. I don't think that will be a good start to a great friendship.

And Adam told her he loves her!!! Yay!! ♥♥♥ This must mean good things to come.

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