Fighting For Her (Her Possessive Blackguard #2)

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Chapter 19

It was late the next morning when Kara woke up.

When she first opened her eyes, she went still at the unfamiliarity of her surroundings. Her body felt heated and she froze when she felt the comforter sliding against her naked skin.

It took a few moments for everything to come rushing back.

She blushed when she remembered last nights events. Instinctively, she tried turning around but came up against something blocking her movement. That was when she heard the soft sound of breathing in her ear.

She carefully turned over so she could see.

Adam lay beside her, his body curved around hers, one leg thrown over both of hers with his arm laid on her hip. Kara couldn’t help smiling. His hair was a total mess, the short strand sticking out in every direction. His mouth was slightly open and he looked to be in a deep sleep.

Slowly, making sure that she didn’t awaken him, Kara turned over so she was facing him and took another moment to stare at the picture he made. She didn’t think she had ever seen anything more perfect or beautiful. On his jaw, a day’s growth of stubble was visible. Her gaze dropped to the side of his neck and his chest. She went still, a heated blush stealing into her face when she saw the red mark on his neck.

Dear God she had given him a hickey.

She couldn’t help the soft, mortified laugh that burst through her.

She clapped her hand over her mouth but it was too late. Adam’s eyelids flickered and then a pair of sleepy blue eyes focused on her.

He smiled when he saw her, “Good morning, beautiful,” he yawned and stretched his arm over his head, flexing his bicep and making her eyes wander over his body.

He grabbed her waist and pulled her closer, pulling her hand away from her mouth at the same time and leaning in to kiss her neck. “Hmmm, you’re so warm,” he teased his lips down her neck to her shoulder.

Kara placed her hand on his neck and laughed, “Good morning to you too,” she smiled happily, not protesting when he gathered her into his arms, rolling onto his back. She felt wonderfully rested and she liked the contrast of his hard body against her soft one. She let him press her into his side, as he kissed the top of her head and let his fingers gently trace over her shoulder in slow circles.

“Did you sleep well?”

She nodded, “You?”

He cupped her chin with his other hand and lifted her face to his, “I did,” he murmured before dropping a kiss on her mouth. She smiled.

Shifting her legs, she inched her thigh over his. The action made her feel the soreness left behind from last night. Adam suddenly paused, staring at her face.

“Does it hurt?”

She quickly looked away in embarrassment.

It made him groan and he kissed her again, harder this time. “Baby, I’ve tasted every delicious fucking inch of you,” he growled, making her breath hitch, “and you’re still shy with me?”

Her cheeks heated, “I’m not,” she said weakly, then gave up when he narrowed his eyes at her.

Kara rolled her eyes at his mock glare, fighting a smile and conceded, “Alright, I am, okay?”

She saw his eyes go soft and he kissed her forehead, “You don’t need to be, little raven.” He kissed her dark head.

He tilted her head toward him again, “I won’t let you,” he said with a solemn look.

Then he traced a line from her cheek to the corner of her mouth, a thoughtful expression on his face.

“I’m going to kiss it better,” he murmured out loud making Kara pause for a second, before understanding dawned.

“Adam, no-“

She tried extricating herself from his hold, but it was futile. He laughed at her attempt to scamper away.

He overpowered her in a single move, rolling to his side so he was on top of her.

Kara couldn’t help laughing back when he rubbed his chin in the center of her chest, the light stubble tickling her skin. Then he placed a kiss there, his hands holding her waist securely, as he made his way down her body. She felt the pulse in her lower abdomen, anticipation making her breath quicken in response.

“Jesus, Kara-“ he groaned, lowering his head to her hips, placing a kiss right over her sex.

“You’re gorgeous,” he murmured, squeezing her hips in his palms and caressing her there.

Kara bit back a moan when she felt his breath on her sensitive flesh. “Adam,” she tried weakly, even as he pushed her knees apart and settled on the bed, a smile on his face.

He kissed her inner thigh, his hand massaging her muscle, making the wait even worse.

“You haven’t said you loved me,” he said quietly, kissing her skin again. Kara’s head jerked up in response as she supported herself on her elbow, one hand going to his hair, her fingers running through the short strands.

When she didn’t answer, he growled out a frustrated sigh and bent his head going straight for her clit.

Kara’s head fell back at the sudden assault on her senses. Need, sharp and intense, shot through her, settling low in her belly.

Adam’s hands didn’t stay still, he let them roam over her body, her hipbone, her thigh, her butt cheek. She felt vulnerable, exposed and at the same time, the groans he let out as he suckled her flesh made her feel powerful and incredibly needy. For him. For the pleasure she knew he could give her. For the impending release that her body craved.

She felt the tip of his tongue at her opening and she froze, a gasp leaving her mouth when he stabbed at her with the muscle, making her entire body tense at the foreign feeling.

Kara sunk her fingers into his hair, holding on tightly, raking her nails across his scalp when he suckled on her sensitive bud, trying to push him away and keep him there at the same time.

In her chest, her heart beat twice as hard. Her body felt like a fire had been ignited inside her and her muscles clenched, every cell needing the wave of her orgasm to rush through her.

She moaned his name out loud, her eyes closed, not having the strength to lift her head to look at him. Everything in her was focused on the spot where Adam had his mouth. He was driving her crazy.

He took his own time, driving her to the edge, withdrawing and then doing it all over again. Kara couldn’t keep her hips from rising up to meet his probing tongue. She couldn’t stop her hand from fisting the sheets in her fingers. She was high up on a ledge and just seconds away from falling over.

When she was sure that the wave would take her, he lifted his head.

Kara jerked in denial, opening her eyes to look at him.

Adam’s mouth glistened and she felt another rush of heat wash through her.

“Eyes on me, baby,” he growled softly, placing a gentle kiss on her opposite thigh.

Her fingers in his hair clenched and he lowered his mouth again, watching her the whole time. Adam swiped his tongue across her bud, his blue eyes dark, his pupils dilated.

Kara came with a cry, her back arching off the bed, Adam’s name on her lips. He helped her ride out the wave, giving her soft kisses, keeping the slight pressure till she collapsed on the bed, her body feeling liquefied.

Then he placed a final kiss on her sex, making his way up her body and going for her mouth.

She was too weak to hold him, her arm resting on his back.

“I love you, Kara,” he kissed her neck and then her shoulder.

She smiled in response, her hand moving between them, going straight for his shaft, that lay, hard and thick, next to her hip. Then Kara raised her head and gently kissed the spot on his neck where she had given him a hickey.

She took him in her hand and lightly squeezed, earning a groan, “My turn.”

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