Primal (13 page)

Adam grinned, “Oh, yeah.” He leaned forward, wrapped his hand in her hair, and pulled. Using her hair like reins, he began to really ride her, his hips slapping against her inner thighs.
 
She cooed her delight.
 

“You like that?
 
You like it hard?”
 
His hips picked up speed, slamming into her.
 
“You like it a little rough?”

She moaned, and her cunt sucked at him, giving him an answer.
 

With no hesitation, he pumped fast and hard into her hot, narrow channel. His belly slapped against her ass, and her breasts bounced as she braced herself against the mattress, her fingers clawing at the sheets. Her insides spasmed, squeezing him so tight he thought he’d died and gone to heaven.

“Fuck, you’re greedy.” he muttered.
 

His balls drew up tight, and he pumped faster, harder.
 
Oh God. Fuck. Her cunt clamped down hard on his cock, and her wetness flooded him, and with one last thrust, he went as deep as he could and let go.
 

The next morning, Olivia woke up when Adam rolled her onto her back and slid between her legs. He didn’t say anything, didn’t ask if she was in the mood. He simply buried his face in her neck and his cock in her pussy. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, slowly waking up as he moved gently within her. It took her a few minutes to realize she wasn’t dreaming and that she truly was in his bed, in his arms.
 

This time, there was no hot waves of lust drowning her thoughts. This time, he pushed up on his elbows and stared into her eyes as their bodies moved in an ancient sinuous dance that had her heart ready to burst with emotion. Breath blending with his, heart pounding, she reached up and pulled him down for a kiss, crying out against his lips as her sex clenched and waves of pleasure washed over her.
 

Adam shifted, his hips moving faster, his cock going deeper. He arched up, grinding himself against her as he growled and pushed deep, setting off another series of fireworks in her body, her empty sex clenching as he pulled out and hot cum washed over her belly.

He dropped next to her on the bed, and she curled into his side while they both caught their breath.

“Morning,” he said.

“Good morning,” she replied, snuggling closer.
 

“You got plans today?”

She hesitated for only a second before answering. “Plans to be with you.”

He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Good plan.”

They lounged about in bed for another hour, just talking quietly about nothing special. Olivia thrilled at the ability to simply reach out and run her hand down his chest, or over his bare thigh. Lord, but he was a fine specimen of manhood.
 

When his stomach growled loudly, she laughed and jumped from the bed. He followed her into the shower and pinned her to the wall for another fuck that left her knees shaking and her heart pounding.
 

She’d thought they’d spend the whole day in his place, but he surprised her by taking her for breakfast at a nearby restaurant. Pride filled her at the hungry looks he got as they walked the sidewalk. Despite the fact that he was always looking, always watching, he didn’t seem to notice or acknowledge the looks, and she felt like a giddy teenager at the knowledge that he was hers.
 

They spent a lazy Sunday afternoon walking around the nearby arts district. Window shopping, people watching, and just being together.
 
And not once did Olivia think about work.

After a fabulous dinner of Korean BBQ on Alameda, they walked back to his place. By the time they got back to the lot, she had a much better understanding for why he preferred to walk or take the bus instead of driving everywhere.
 

She’d seen things that afternoon that she’d never noticed before, despite living in Los Angeles her whole life.
 

“Time to head home, I guess,” she said, pulling her keys from her purse. He took her keys and opened the Jag’s door for her. “Will I see you this week?”

“You know where I am, babe. Come anytime.”

She settled into the plush seat and smiled up at him. “I just might surprise you, then.”

He kissed her and closed the door, frowning when she tried to start the car, and it took three tries before it turned over. When Adam didn’t say anything or nag her, she gave him bonus points for recognizing she was a woman who wanted a man, but didn’t need a keeper.
 

She was at red a light not ten minutes later when her phone beeped. She checked the text and laughed softly.

AK:
Sam’s Auto 555-5658. They’re expecting a call tomorrow.

Adam didn’t see Olivia on Monday, but she showed up at the gym Tuesday evening with bags full of groceries. He was in the middle of a training session with Bash, so he gave her his key and sent her upstairs to wait for him. By the time he got upstairs, she’d made a dinner of fish tacos and was pulling a pan of peanut butter cookies from the oven.
 

The best thing about it was that when she eyed his sweaty chest the way he eyed the cookies, he bent her over the kitchen table and fucked her brains out before they ate.
 

Wednesday morning he got up and made her a protein shake so she could take breakfast with her and not be late in to the office. They texted throughout the day, just silly things that shared their lives even though they weren’t actually together, and when he called her that night, she asked him to be her date for her friend’s cafe opening the next night.
 

Which is why he was now putting up with the beady eye from the pudgy rent-a-cop at the reception desk of Olivia’s office building. He was waved through and headed to the big bank of elevators along one wall.
 

It was real nice building she was in. Lots of glass and shiny chrome, surrounded by white walls. It had a bit of a futuristic hospital vibe to it, which was probably a good thing since it was full of doctors’ offices and research labs.
 

When the elevator stopped on the fourth floor, he stepped out into a large open area scattered with plants and a couple of chairs. A sturdy redhead with sharp features sat behind a big desk, talking on the phone. Despite her professional and friendly tone of voice, she tapped a pen against the desk in rapid agitation.
 

“I’m sorry you feel that way, Ms. Wells, but Dr. Hamilton is no longer available to counsel you. She did speak to the insurance company, and they’ve agreed to Dr. Banks taking you on, and have offered several more sessions to help you through this rough time.”

The redhead met his gaze and nodded to a nearby chair, telling him to have a seat. He stayed where he was.
 

“Like I said, Ms. Wells, Dr. Hamilton isn’t available, but she knows you’ll do wonderfully with Dr. Banks if you just give him a chance. Have a wonderful day,” she said then hung up the phone, then glared at him. “Can I help you?”

“I’m here for Olivia.”

She considered him, and he saw the street smarts under her polished exterior.
 

“You must be the reason she’s been coming in late and leaving early lately,” she said softly. “Well, not leaving too early, just early for her.”

He gave her a small smile but said nothing. The evaluation ended, and she grinned, turning her sharp features soft. “Good for you.”

The door behind her opened, and Olivia stepped out with some envelopes in her hand. She grinned at Adam, and his heart kicked in recognition.
 

“Send these out in the morning, would you please, Julia?” she asked without looking at her assistant. “Come on in, Adam. I just have to get my bag.”
 

He followed her into the office, loving the way the ridiculous heels she wore made her hips swing with every step. He closed the door behind him and went to stand beside her desk. She’d pulled her purse out of a drawer and was reaching for her fancy briefcase when he spoke.
 

“Stop.”

She froze, her gaze snapping to him at the command. “Adam?”

“Lift your skirt and bend over the desk.”

Color rushed up her neck, and she swallowed. Contentment washed over him when she did exactly as he asked, without question. When she revealed pretty blue panties that cupped her cheeks lovingly, he groaned. “I love that sexy shit you wear.”

Reaching out, he ran his hand up her inner thigh and traced her pussy lips through the silk covering. As his fingers stroked and teased, he leaned forward, pressing his body against her back and nuzzling at the curve of her neck. Her scent filled him, light and airy, clean. She was so clean and pure, and he wanted to do such dirty, dirty things to her.
 

Pushing aside the elastic edge of her lingerie, he played in her slick warmth before thrusting a finger deep. “I bought you a present this afternoon,” he said, loving the way she shivered against him. “Would you like me to give it to you right now?”

“Oh, yes.”

He straightened, reaching into his pocket and bringing out the little toy he’d picked up. After removing it from the protective packaging, he slid the curved end of it between her thighs. She shifted, spreading her legs farther and arching her back so she opened wider for him. Christ, she was so in sync with him.
 

When she moaned softly, he pushed, and the first bulb of the purple toy slipped into her. He held it there for a second, twisting and turning it, loving the way her juices flowed steadily, slicking his fingers and the toy. He pushed it forward again, watching as her cunt widened then swallowed the toy. He tugged lightly on the cord dangling from her and chuckled when she gasped.
 

“What is that?” she asked.

“A variation on Ben-wa balls,” he answered, as he slid her panties back in place. Unable to resist, he placed a soft kiss on the small of her back before pulling her skirt back down and helping her to stand straight. “You’re going to wear them for me tonight.”

Her eyes widened. “The whole night? In public?”

He nodded, waiting to see how she would react. She smiled, her eyes bright. “I might be visiting the washroom more than I’d planned.”

“Adam laughed. “As long as you leave it in and don’t make yourself come, you’re allowed.”

They left the office, and Adam watched her carefully as they went down in the elevator, and exited the building. She wasn’t moving stiffly and didn’t look uncomfortable, so he relaxed. They walked the two blocks to the parking lot, and he cursed not being able to get closer for her. “I should’ve had you wait in the lobby while I got the truck,” he muttered. “I don’t get how you can walk in those things.”

“I’m fine, Adam. I’ve been walking in heels since I was thirteen. A couple blocks isn’t gonna hurt me.”

They reached the lot, and Adam felt a familiar tingle on the back of his neck when he lifted Olivia into the truck. He closed the door and scanned their surroundings as he moved to the driver’s side. Nothing was out of place, and no one stood out, but Adam couldn’t shake the feeling he was missing something.

“Did you drop your car off this morning?” Adam asked as soon as they were out of the downtown area.
 

She bit back a smile. Adam hadn’t ordered her to get her car checked out, but after he’d texted her the number for the auto shop on Sunday night, she’d made the call. It was something she’d been meaning to do for a while, and the fact that he hadn’t tried to extend his sexual control into other areas of her life made her want to follow his lead anyway. She’d dropped the Jag off early that morning and was pleasantly surprised to find it would be Ronnie, the sub she’d met at the club, that would be working on her car.
 

“Ronnie called this afternoon and said it was fixed. We can pick it up tonight if we’re done at Jazz’s before eight, or tomorrow if we’re not.”
 

“Good girl,” he said, reaching into his pocket.
 

Suddenly, the toy inside her came alive, and she yelped. She glanced over at Adam, laughing at his evil grin. He waved a little purple disc at her. “Remote control.”

She giggled then moaned as the vibrations ramped up inside her. It was a living thing inside her, filling her. The way it filled her had been pleasant before, with the occasional jolt of pleasure as it rubbed right on her G spot, but this, this was….

“Oh, God,” she moaned, crossing her legs and wiggling in her seat. Just when she thought she was going to come, the vibrations stopped. “Arghh.”

Adam laughed. “Nice to know this works.”

She glared at him then looked away. She moved, starting to rock gently in her seat, feeling the toy bump and rub.
 

“Olivia.”

She froze. “What did I say about making yourself come?”

“I’m not touching myself.”

He just pinned her with his gaze, and she sighed. “It’s going to be a long night isn’t it?”

“Don’t worry, babe. I plan to make sure you enjoy it.”

Despite his confident words and her trust in him, she wasn’t sure they shared the same definition of enjoy.