“I could fuck you for hours.” I knelt so that she became the altar at which I worshiped. I put my arms beneath her knees and drilled into her.
Adrianne cried out. This angle made her even tighter, and my balls drew up as pleasure sparked at the base of my spine. “Fuckme,” she begged. “Oh, God, I need to come again, please!”
“Anything for you,” I said and picked up the pace of my hips. Her hands scrambled to find a hand-hold on the couch. Her forehead was scrunched in concentration. “Touch yourself. Make yourself come.”
Her hand slipped between her thighs, and I looked down to watch her circle her own clit. Then, she reached lower to the place where we were joined. She touched me, felt as I plunged inside her.Fuck, I’m close. She had to go again first. Shehadto. I rode her harder, and her fingers jumped back up to her clit. Adrianne matched her movements to mine, and after a moment, her back bowed and she came with a silentOh. Her muscles clamped down around me.
My orgasm ripped through me. “Adrianne,” I panted, fucking her through it. We were frozen for a moment, and then I slipped away from her and reached for the towel that I’d thrown on the couch. “May I?”
She nodded, eyes still closed, and I gently wiped at the mess we’d made between her thighs. “Thank you,” she mumbled. “Though I may need to jump in the shower again, anyway.”
I smiled. “Probably a good idea.”
Adrianne sat up and kissed me. She pushed me back and practically climbed into my lap. Laughter bubbled up from my belly. “What’s all this?”
“Cuddles,” she said. “I’m cuddling you.”
God, but she is cute, I thought. “As much as I’d love to hold you, Princess,” I murmured to her, “you do need to get ready to head back.”
Adrianne groaned. “I’ll have to meet with the ‘intimacy coordinator’,” she muttered.
I snorted again. “Well, at least you’ve had some inspiration, right?”
“I don’t think that’s how that works,” she deadpanned, but she didn’t move from where she had nestled against my chest.
We lay there for a long while, just enjoying the feeling of our skin against each other. I mapped her bare back with my hands. I thought she was asleep, but then she asked, “I’ve been trying to figure you out, Foster.”
“Figure me out?”
She nodded. “Callan and Ethan’s personalities are just... out there, you know? It’s not like they were entirely easy reads. They have their depth. But you are nearly impossible to figure out.”
I shrugged. “I’m not that complicated. I just don’t need a lot of words.”
My mother always lamented my silence. It reminded her of my father, who she swore she drove away with her “incessant prattle”, but the truth was far simpler than that. My father was a drunken asshole who didn’t deserve my mother. I tried to be more verbose, for her, but it made me uncomfortable and snappish, which only seemed to make things worse. It was a vicious cycle that was only broken by my joining the SEALs.
“That’s okay,” Adrianne said, breaking into my thoughts. “You say just the right amount of words for me.”
I looked down at her dark hair sprawled across my chest, and my heart thudded against my ribs. “Really?”
She looked at me, propping her chin on my chest. “Yeah. Honestly, I think Callan’s got enough words for all of us.”
“You’re probably right about that.” We laughed, and I bent my head down to kiss her. “Come on,” I said. “We need to get up before—”
There was a sharp rap against the trailer door. “Oi!” It was Callan. “You never texted me what you wanted for lunch, so you’re both getting burgers, and you’d best be okay with it.”
We dissolved into laughter. “You get dressed,” I said. “I’ll get the door.”
She scrambled off me and went to fetch her robe from the bathroom. I found my jeans and pulled them on and then went to open the door for Callan. He was holding bags of fast food. He took in my bare chest and smirked. “I was seriously going to revoke your man card if you didn’t step up,” he said as he climbed up the steps.
“Shut up, you asshole,” I snarked and let the door slam shut behind him.
Adrianne stepped out of the bathroom, robe secured around her, and Callan’s whole face shifted. Jovial to hungry in a matter of seconds. “Lunch before we head back to set, Princess?”
She nodded. “Thank you.”
10
ADRIANNE