“Hey, baby.” Adam grimaced at her, from his position.
Kara sniffed, her eyes wide at the hurt he had been inflicted with. His right eye was halfway shut, the skin around it, a dark reddish purple. His body was covered with bruises, his torso especially so.
“What did they do to you?” Kara cried out softly, tears forming in her eyes.
“It’s not as bad as it looks.” Adam said in reassurance, holding out his hand to her.
Kara didn’t hesitate at all. Kicking her shoes off in one quick move, she almost ran to him, uncaring about the spray of the shower, soaking through her clothes. She needed to see for herself that he was alright. That he was going to live.
She touched his face, his chest, letting her fingers run over his skin in the most gentle of touches.
Adam let her do what she needed to, standing still till she assured herself that he wasn’t bleeding to death. Then she looked up at him, staring at his face. He had a torn lip aside from his wounded eye.
Kara hugged his neck, bringing his forehead down to rest against hers.
“You’re going to be fine.” She said fiercely. “You have no other option, Adam, do you hear me? You’re going to heal and you’re going to end this fucking shit as soon as possible.”
Her lower lip was trembling so hard she found it difficult to maintain her composure.
Adam reached up and cupped her cheek.
“I love you.” His voice was hoarse, broken.
Kara gave him a tremulous smile.
Adam’s blue gaze heated up. It took her a second to realize why.
Her outfit was completely drenched, her hair wet from the shower spray. When she looked down at herself, she realized that her once pale blue shirt was now completely see-through, along with the white cotton bra that she’d put on after showering at her apartment.
“Is it completely inappropriate if I say that I wish you were naked right now?” Adam’s voice grated out, his hands moving to her waist to grip her tightly.
Kara forced back the tears as a slight smile formed on her lips. She stared up at him through her lashes, feeling her body respond instantly to the hunger in his voice and its evidence against her belly. She inched closer to him. “Is it inappropriate to say that I’m thankful you already are?”
Adam groaned, his forehead pressing against hers as he pulled her in closer, almost lifting her off her feet. Without giving her a chance to respond, he crushed her mouth under his, his tongue spearing deep inside to lick her tongue with hard, forceful strokes. Kara gasped in surprise at the sudden assault on her senses. She tightened her hold on his neck when he lifted her off her feet. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she held on as Adam abruptly stepped out of the stall, one arm keeping her lifted while he turned off the shower with the other.
He kissed her again and again, his mouth firm and anything but gentle. Kara accepted it all, opening up for him, tugging at his hair with her fingers. He walked a few steps away and set her on the bathroom sink counter, pushing her thighs apart and coming to stand between her legs. She could feel his heavy erection cushioned at the junction of her legs.
Kara whimpered when his mouth left hers.
When he lowered his head and covered her breast through the material of her shirt, she screamed. Adam growled at the sound, increasing the pressure of his mouth, sucking at her, his tongue licking her engorged bud in tight circles.
He raised his head and gave her another drugging kiss.
She dug her fingers into his shoulders and squirmed where she sat. the slight draft made goosebumps rise on her skin and her clothes felt constraining. Adam’s hand went to the back of her neck and he held her in place while he fucked her mouth. There was no other way to describe it. His tongue slipped in and out just the way she knew he’d move within her body.
“Tell me you want me.” He growled out against her mouth.
He kissed her before she had a chance to respond.
Kara moaned out loud, her sex clenching in response to the guttural tone of his voice. It was as though he couldn’t control his response to her. Couldn’t control his need for her.
His hand on her thigh moved up to the catch of her pants.
“Tell me, baby.” He groaned, pressing his lips to her cheek.
Kara fought to think straight.
What did he want her to say?
Her brain was frazzled. All she could focus on was how much she wanted his hand on her skin, his fingers drawing her orgasm out of her. She was so scared of hurting him when he was already in so much pain.
Flicking the button open, he slipped his palm inside her underwear. His fingers found her clit right away and a wordless cry spilled out of Kara’s mouth. Adam groaned in frustration when she didn’t respond. In a quick move, he let go of her neck and moved his hand to the hem of her shirt, pulling it up. Kara didn’t get a chance to take a breath.
Adam caught the material of her bra with his teeth, raising his eyes to hers.
Kara moaned out his name, her body on fire. His fingers in her panties, flicked gently against her slit, toying with her till she couldn’t think at all.
“Adam, please-“ she reached out to him, her eyes widening when she saw the heat in his gaze, the blue gaze focused on her with an intensity that made wet heat drip down her inner thigh.
Adam stiffened when he felt it.
She saw the struggle in his eyes as he tried to be gentle.
Without warning, he pulled her bra down and latched onto a tight bud, sucking it into the heat of his mouth. At the same time, his fingers plunged into her, stretching her channel in one move.
Kara grabbed his head, a whimper tearing through her throat. She felt full, and yet so far from it. Her sex clenched around his fingers, as he worked her walls just the way she liked it. His mouth on her breast was unyielding. He sucked and nipped, bit and licked. She couldn’t think, only feel. His shaft was impossibly hard against her belly and the combined effect of the chill due to her wet clothes and the warmth of Adam’s body was driving her crazy.
“Come for me, Kara.” Adam grinded the heel of his palm against her clit and Kara saw stars.
“That’s it,” he coaxed her, pushing deeper and loving his mouth to her other breast.
“I love your gorgeous body,” he groaned when her pussy began to pulse. She was so close.
“Adam, I love you,” she cried out when he bit down on her nipple, the pleasure bordering on pain, making everything inside her heat up, the evidence of it in the juices spilling from her body.
He abruptly stopped, cursing as he did it. Before she could protest, he had pulled her bottom to the edge of the counter, dragged her pants off her hips and then he gripping his erection in his palm, Adam slammed into her.