flirtation in his tone. She didn’t want to overstep the
boundaries of politeness, but she’d be damned if she’d miss an opportunity to
verbally play with this man. He was pretty complex himself, convoluted and full
of layers and secret meanings. She found that the more she learned about him,
the more questions she had. It was intoxicating.
“Addy, sweetheart, you’re so many things a man would need a
week just to try to sort it out,” he replied. Jared pointed to a low table in
the entrance hallway. She placed her bags on it and followed him into the
kitchen. She only caught a quick glimpse, but the house was neat and tidy.
There were leather couches and seats in the living room and a few pictures on
the wall. She thought she caught sight of a bookcase, but they were moving into
the kitchen before she could be sure.
“I’ve got plenty of sandwich makings,” he said as he opened
the door to the fridge. He placed a chilled jug on the bench and quickly
grabbed two glasses. He poured them each a drink.
Adelaide wished her hand didn’t shake as she reached out to
take hers. She took a hasty sip, wanting to cover the residual anxiety. The
kitchen was large and airy, enormous windows looking out onto a small but
neatly kept garden. The place felt like a bachelor pad to her, but one that was
well looked after, pride taken in it. She swallowed again and tried to stem her
rising nerves.
“Hey,” he said in a soft voice. Jared placed a hand on her
shoulder. The weight and solidarity of his presence was comforting in and of
itself. “You’ll be safe here. I promise to not let anyone hurt you.”
“I didn’t have time to be scared while it was all
happening,” she said, her voice wavering. “Or not really. It all happened so
quickly. A matter of minutes. The more I think about it though…”
“Then don’t think,” he chided her.
Jared wrapped his arms around her shoulders and Adelaide
placed her glass back on the bench. She leaned her head against his warm chest
and let the shuddering, weak breath leave her body. She exhaled a large sigh
that she’d kept locked tight inside her and the world receded. Jared tilted her
chin up with his fingers. Adelaide stared into his dark gaze and lifted her
head higher as he dropped his lips to hers.
They kissed softly, with sweetness. A shudder racked her
body and she moaned. Her nipples tightened and heat spread down to her pussy.
She lifted her hand and brushed it through his hair. It was just as soft and
silky as she’d imagined the day before. He opened his mouth and touched the tip
of his tongue to her lips.
Eagerly, she parted for him and he rushed inside,
plundering. The more deeply they kissed, the more passion grew between them.
Panting, Adelaide ran her hands over Jared’s hard body. She tugged his shirt
out of his waistband and dipped inside to feel his chest.
As she’d imagined, his hard muscles were smooth and warm.
When she caressed the tips of her fingers over his nipples, he hissed. She
could feel his stomach tighten beneath her other hand.
“Fuck that feels wonderful,” he panted.
When he began to unbutton her crisp work shirt, she returned
the favor, eagerly stripping his from his body. Jared was well-built—it was
clear he hadn’t lost any of his physical fitness since he’d returned home from
action.
He exposed her creamy white lace bra. Adelaide tilted her
head and watched his gaze devour her breasts. He lowered his hands and unzipped
her skirt. She toed off her new sneakers and stepped out of the material,
letting it pool at her feet.
Her matching lacy thong exposed, Adelaide felt a moment’s
nerves at being so exposed when he still had his trousers on. But the heat in
his eyes, the intensity of his gaze upon her body showed more clearly than any
sweet endearments just how much he admired her physique.
She laughed as he picked her up, sweeping her into his arms.
“This is how a true gentleman treats a lady, right?” he
teased
boundaries of politeness, but she’d be damned if she’d miss an opportunity to
verbally play with this man. He was pretty complex himself, convoluted and full
of layers and secret meanings. She found that the more she learned about him,
the more questions she had. It was intoxicating.
“Addy, sweetheart, you’re so many things a man would need a
week just to try to sort it out,” he replied. Jared pointed to a low table in
the entrance hallway. She placed her bags on it and followed him into the
kitchen. She only caught a quick glimpse, but the house was neat and tidy.
There were leather couches and seats in the living room and a few pictures on
the wall. She thought she caught sight of a bookcase, but they were moving into
the kitchen before she could be sure.
“I’ve got plenty of sandwich makings,” he said as he opened
the door to the fridge. He placed a chilled jug on the bench and quickly
grabbed two glasses. He poured them each a drink.
Adelaide wished her hand didn’t shake as she reached out to
take hers. She took a hasty sip, wanting to cover the residual anxiety. The
kitchen was large and airy, enormous windows looking out onto a small but
neatly kept garden. The place felt like a bachelor pad to her, but one that was
well looked after, pride taken in it. She swallowed again and tried to stem her
rising nerves.
“Hey,” he said in a soft voice. Jared placed a hand on her
shoulder. The weight and solidarity of his presence was comforting in and of
itself. “You’ll be safe here. I promise to not let anyone hurt you.”
“I didn’t have time to be scared while it was all
happening,” she said, her voice wavering. “Or not really. It all happened so
quickly. A matter of minutes. The more I think about it though…”
“Then don’t think,” he chided her.
Jared wrapped his arms around her shoulders and Adelaide
placed her glass back on the bench. She leaned her head against his warm chest
and let the shuddering, weak breath leave her body. She exhaled a large sigh
that she’d kept locked tight inside her and the world receded. Jared tilted her
chin up with his fingers. Adelaide stared into his dark gaze and lifted her
head higher as he dropped his lips to hers.
They kissed softly, with sweetness. A shudder racked her
body and she moaned. Her nipples tightened and heat spread down to her pussy.
She lifted her hand and brushed it through his hair. It was just as soft and
silky as she’d imagined the day before. He opened his mouth and touched the tip
of his tongue to her lips.
Eagerly, she parted for him and he rushed inside,
plundering. The more deeply they kissed, the more passion grew between them.
Panting, Adelaide ran her hands over Jared’s hard body. She tugged his shirt
out of his waistband and dipped inside to feel his chest.
As she’d imagined, his hard muscles were smooth and warm.
When she caressed the tips of her fingers over his nipples, he hissed. She
could feel his stomach tighten beneath her other hand.
“Fuck that feels wonderful,” he panted.
When he began to unbutton her crisp work shirt, she returned
the favor, eagerly stripping his from his body. Jared was well-built—it was
clear he hadn’t lost any of his physical fitness since he’d returned home from
action.
He exposed her creamy white lace bra. Adelaide tilted her
head and watched his gaze devour her breasts. He lowered his hands and unzipped
her skirt. She toed off her new sneakers and stepped out of the material,
letting it pool at her feet.
Her matching lacy thong exposed, Adelaide felt a moment’s
nerves at being so exposed when he still had his trousers on. But the heat in
his eyes, the intensity of his gaze upon her body showed more clearly than any
sweet endearments just how much he admired her physique.
She laughed as he picked her up, sweeping her into his arms.
“This is how a true gentleman treats a lady, right?” he
teased
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