Adam stood outside the building he knew Kara had her ongoing class in. It was almost seven in the evening and he frowned, waiting impatiently. He was aching to see her.
And it was getting dark already. He didn’t like the thought of her having to walk back to her apartment in the night when he wasn’t there to bring her home.
He looked around him and noticed the many stares aimed at him.
Yeah, he was sure he looked like a big, scary motherfucker. And the ink visible on his skin, peeking through the collar of his shirt, didn’t help much either.
He rubbed his palm across his eyes. Every muscle in his body felt sore. He’d trained and worked out for a couple of long hours till he couldn’t even stand up by himself. He’d been pushing his body hard. He knew he had to if he wanted to survive the beating he’d take in the ring at the hands of Crawford’s guy. The bastard would definitely give them special credit if they didn’t go easy on him and beat him to a bloody pulp.
He sighed. Another nine days and he’d be in the first brawl.
Leaning back against the wall he stood near, he glanced around him again.
“Hey, Adam, right?”
He turned to his left and saw the boy.
He had to struggle from scowling at him. This was the asshole who had been hitting on Kara that night. He swallowed his pride and jealousy and gave him a tight smile.
“Emerson.” He offered his had to him.
Emerson smiled at him placidly, any hint of animosity absent from his face. Adam fought the urge to punch him in the face for looking at Kara.
Well, he wanted to punch any dickwad who did that, so that wouldn’t be helpful.
“Are you waiting for Kara?”
Yes, pretty boy. What the fuck’s it to you?
Without voicing the sentiment out loud, he nodded.
“Class just left so she should be out soon. I myself am headed to my mom’s place in Ohio for the rest of the week. But it was good to see you, man.” He clapped his shoulder again and left, giving him another smile.
Adam looked after him.
Maybe he wasn’t so bad after all. He didn’t sound like a prick right now.
Then he turned and every single thought in his brain evaporated.
Kara had just walked out the door and had her head bent over her phone. He saw her frowning into it. Adam waited for her to look up and see him but she continued looking into the screen. He hadn’t let her know that he was going to be on time, wanting to surprise her. He grinned, she was really going to be surprised.
He waited till she walked on a bit toward him.
Then he leaned back against the wall and watched as she passed him by, just a scant few feet away from him, her head still bent over her phone. It looked like she was typing out something, but she seemed hesitant, her bottom lip caught between her teeth.
She was dressed in the light green t-shirt with the word Happy written across the front, that he’d watched her cover herself up in, this morning. Her denim clung to her waist, tapering off toward her ankles and making his cock come to attention with the very thought of having those muscles wrapped around his hips when he thrust into her pussy.
Fuck, he needed to stop thinking with his dick.
Moving up behind her, he leaned in and murmured, “Looking for someone?”
She spun around with her eyes wide. Then in a split second, her expression changed to one of elation.
“You’re here!” She threw herself into his arms and he hugged her tight.
“I thought you said you were going to be late.” She said hurriedly, into his shirt, her face pressed against the material.
“Well, yeah, I couldn’t wait.” He brought his hand up and tipped her head. He saw her eyes dart around for a second and he pressed his thumb lightly on her chin.
“What are you staring at?”
He was surprised to see a hint of blush rise up her cheeks. “It’s nothing.” She muttered.
Adam didn’t like the sound of it.
“Tell me.” He said sternly, wanting to know what was going on in her pretty little head.
In turn, she glared back at him, “Do you really not know?” Adam was taken aback at the annoyance in her voice.
“What? Of course, I don’t. Now, tell me.”
Kara gave him another little glare that he found really cute. Then she looked around them again before looking back at him.
“They are staring at you.”
He saw the blush get darker.
What in the world?
He still didn’t take his eyes off her.
Her glare turned hotter.
“They are girls.”
Adam blinked, her statement not registering for a moment. When it finally hit him, he grinned.
“Are you jealous?”
Her glare was murderous now.
“Let me go.” She said tightly.
“No can’t do, baby.”
“Adam, I said-“
Without wasting a second, he leaned in and kissed her, slipping his tongue into her mouth. Her words died in her throat.
Her soft mouth opened for him and he kissed her even deeper, wrapping his arms around her and bringing her so close to him, there was no space between them at all. She moaned and his cock jerked.
Abruptly, he pulled away and looked down at her.
“How about this, baby? You let me take you back home and spank your ass for getting jealous. After that, you let me fuck your pussy with my tongue to show you just how fucking bad I’ve got it for you.”
He watched her eyes open and her olive-green gaze, heavy with arousal and lust, focused on him.
“Okay.” She said simply.
Adam leaned in and kissed her mouth once more, hard this time, something to keep him going till they made it back to his apartment.
“Now, be a good girl and kiss me back, Kara.”
He desperately needed another long moment to get his cock under control and calm his heart rate that was accelerating like crazy.
She did. Leaning up on her toes to reach his mouth, Kara leaned in, grabbing his face in her hands and pressing her lips to his for a lingering kiss.
When he thought he had a bit of control, he gently pulled her away from him and kissed her forehead.
“Let’s go home, baby. I desperately need to fuck you.”