Adam stood in the kitchen, stirring the pasta that Kara had whipped up for their dinner. He took a breath and marveled at the wonderful aroma.
He looked over at Kara who had her head bent over a book. She was preparing for a test she had coming up next week. Her laptop lay opened up with a couple of web browser windows running simultaneously. She said she didn’t cook but now he knew that she could if she wanted to.
He smiled. He looked back at the door and saw her bright blue sandals next to his dark pair of Sketchers. In the living room, her bag was placed right next to the mattress bed he had there. Her small number of items was like a splash of color in his apartment and he fucking loved it so much.
In the bathroom, he had picked her toothbrush from where she’d placed it in a corner of the marble counter, and he put it in the holder that had his own.
He was turning into a complete pushover where she was concerned, and he liked every bit of it.
He shut out the tiny sliver of guilt that ate at him. He had got to know that his fight had been scheduled the next week. He had to lose this one. There were ten days for him to prepare for it.
Adam took out a couple of plates and forks and placed them at the table.
He hadn’t told Kara about it yet, but he had already begun looking up a couple of online courses to get into the field of Business Administration again. He had a degree in it and he knew he had to get started if he wanted to make things right soon. He’d begin applying as soon as he got done with the latest course he was studying.
He had his new laptop and a couple of reading material stashed away in a corner of his closet. He didn’t want Kara to know about it for a little longer at least. He wanted to make sure he had a substantial amount of work done before he told her his plans.
Grabbing a fork, he took a piece of the pasta and tasted it. Yup, it tasted pretty good.
“Kara, are you done?”
She didn’t look up from her work. “A couple of minutes more,” she said absently, flipping the page of her book.
He looked at the adorable figure she made. She was huddled over at one corner of the bed, her gorgeous legs bare, the shorts she wore riding up her thighs.
Adam spooned some pasta in both the plates and then picked them up, going to her.
When he said down right beside her is when she looked up.
She gave him a small smile, her eyes looking tired. Adam almost frowned.
“Are you sure you don’t need a break, baby?”
She sighed and shut her book. “Yeah, I’d rather get it done tonight so I can have sex with you in the morning.”
Adam almost dropped her plate.
She took her food from his hand without batting an eyelid.
He stared at her, a grin forming on his face.
“Look at me.”
She looked up, picking the fork in her hand.
Leaning in, he latched his mouth on hers.
He heard the satisfying clang of metal against the plate when she dropped the fork. Kara moaned very softly, her hand coming to his jaw, her fingers resting on his cheek.
Adam struggled to open his eyes. Continuing to kiss her, he shifted the plates, getting to his knees and grabbing her waist to pick her up. Kara let out a sound of surprise into his mouth even as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and put her legs around his waist.
He shifted, sitting down on the carpet and placing her on his lap. He hadn’t kissed her the entire day and he already missed it.
Kara hugged him tight, her bottom rubbing against his crotch.
He broke the kiss and leaned back to look at her.
Kara opened her eyes and his pulse skipped a beat. Her pupils were dilated, her eyes dark and aroused.
“Why did you stop?” she asked, her voice husky, with a hint of desperation.
Adam swallowed. How was he supposed to keep his hands off her when she reacted like this every time he touched her?
“I want to see you.” He said slowly, brushing his thumb across her cheek.
Kara’s gaze dropped to his mouth. “Well,” she said, looking back up at him, “you can see me all you want later tonight,” she bit her lip. Adam felt his cock jerk.
“I want to make out with you right now,” she sat up straighter, slightly rubbing the junction of her thighs against his growing erection.
Adam rested his forehead against hers.
“Kara, you kill me when you talk like that,” he murmured softly. Placing his hands on her waist, he pushed her shirt up and let his fingers touch her bare skin.
She didn’t wait. Lifting his chin and tilting her head, she kissed him.
Adam wasn’t prepared for the force of it. He was pressed against the side of the bed, Kara’s torso pushing into his as she slipped her tongue inside his mouth for a moment and then back out again. She kept him on the edge, pressing herself to him with a hint of desperation in her touch.
He was surprised at her intensity. In his lap, her hips moved restlessly. He let his hands curve around her back and then grab her ass.
He let her take the lead, kissing her back with the same ferocity and need.
He couldn’t get enough of her.
“Adam?” she murmured between kisses.
He couldn’t answer. He couldn’t focus on anything other than how fucking perfect she felt. His cock grew thicker, pushing against her softness.
“The food’s going to get cold,” she said in a breath, latching onto his mouth once again. She bit his lip this time, sinking her fingers into his hair.
He thought he didn’t hear her clearly.
The next moment, she grabbed his hand and pushed it to her front, just above her shorts. Her hand went to the front of his sweats. Adam got the message.
Without delay, he slipped his hand inside her panties, curving his palm over her mound. She was already wet for him. Kara’s hand faltered while reaching for his shaft. At the first touch of her warm skin on his, he bit out a curse.
She didn’t stop. Rubbing her thumb over the head, she began moving her fist, getting him going.
Adam focused on slipping his finger inside her while his thumb played with her clit. Kara was tight, unbelievably so. He grabbed the back of her head and tilted his mouth on hers, taking over this time.
“Relax for me, Kara,” he pushed in a little bit more, sucking her tongue into his mouth.
She did, opening up more and this time Adam slipped in all the way to his knuckle.
“Fuck.” He cursed when she dripped liquid heat on his palm. He was almost about to lose it.
“T-that feels amazing,” she confessed in a rush, her head falling back slightly, giving him access to the soft skin of her neck. Adam bent his head and kissed her there. He now knew the spots where she was most sensitive and he focused on them, driving her need even higher, moving his finger in a steady motion at the same time.
He could feel her response by how much wetter she got.
In her palm, his cock was painfully hard. Precum leaked down its length. Adam looked back at Kara.
“Push your shirt down for me.” He demanded.
She quickly obeyed, pushing the neck down, exposing her right breast wrapped in a lace bra.
Adam felt the blood rush to his cock. His balls drew up, and he knew he was about to come.
He looked into Kara’s dark green eyes, heavy with lust. “You come with me, Kara.”
She nodded, her eyes wide and her lip caught between her teeth.
He leaned in toward her and then placed a gentle kiss on her lips, causing her to relax. Then he bent his head and closed his mouth around the tip of her breast, through the material of her bra.
Kara let out a soft cry, her head falling back on her shoulders.
The sound set Adam off and he came with a groan, his seed shooting out over her hand and landing on her thigh and shirt. In his palm, he felt her body’s juices spill over, the walls of her channel pulsing around his finger.
Adam reached for her mouth, kissing her softly, helping her ride out the wave of bliss that was rushing through them.
“I love you,” he murmured right before he took her mouth.
He hoped that she would say it to him soon.