Legal Briefs
Page 39“No promises,” I teased, looking up at him with a smile.
We wound up watching This Is the End, which was very funny, and took my mind off the stress of the evening. While we watched, we cuddled on the sofa. I was becoming a much better cuddler and it felt really nice. Adam was so warm and he made me feel safe. By the time the movie was over, and we washed up and headed for bed, I was feeling much better.
“Please take those off before you traumatize me,” he said, looking at my smiling cow jammies as we stood in his bedroom and he dimmed the lights.
“What are you afraid of, that you’ll have mad cow nightmares?”
“I just don’t want to ever imagine you wearing those in bed. It could put me off of sex.”
“I doubt that.” I laughed. “But fine.”
He pulled off his sweatshirt and I unbuttoned my pajama top. We watched each other as we undressed, and I started feeling a warm tingling sensation in my lower cow region. The feeling was obviously mutual, because by the time he was down to his briefs, I could see I was gaining his full attention. As I stripped down to just my panties, I noted that Adam looked decidedly happier.
“Let me rub your back for a change,” I said in my best sultry voice. He went to sit down on the edge of the bed and I knelt behind him and began working the tension out of his shoulders.
“I don’t know what feels better,” he said thickly, “the massage, or that gorgeous rack pressed up against me.” He twisted his head around to loosen his neck muscles and I worked my way over, rubbing the tightness out.
“You like that, huh?” I teased, brushing my rack up against him more.
“Like it? You’re driving me nuts. I want to nail you in, like, sixty different ways. You know, I haven’t done you standing up yet. Maybe I’ll bang you up against the wall.”
“How about this, then,” he said, surprising me by turning around and pulling me into his arms. “I know it won’t be easy, but please don’t give up on me.”
My pulse shot up and a wave of emotion hit me, making my eyes sting and get a little wet again. I had been weepier that night than I had been in the previous year. I was genuinely moved by his honesty and by this little bit of insecurity he was willing to show me. Adam Roth was not a guy who let people see him vulnerable.
“I’m not leaving, Adam,” I said, my voice coming out squeaky. “You’re stuck with me, you poor schmuck.” I reached up and pushed a dark curl off of his forehead. He was looking at me so intently. Now my heart was beating much faster and my mouth was getting dry.
“Lily,” he said hesitantly, “I know it seems nuts….”
“Because we’ve never gotten along, but if we didn’t feel …” I broke in.
“I already figured that out …” he interrupted.
“I mean, why else have we always been so …” I went on.
“Lily, I feel the same way. Now shut up and kiss me.”
His lips were so soft and his breath was warm and smelled like cinnamon. It felt thrilling but tender at the same time. He just lingered there for a few seconds, and then pressed a little harder. I opened my mouth and he kissed me more deeply, caressing my tongue with his, sliding his lips against mine. He tasted like cinnamon too. When he finally pulled back, I felt all swoony. Hey, it’s a word.
“I shouldn’t have called you an ass**le,” I said softly.
“Thanks to you, people really believe my name is Lilith, you know.”
“Lilith was Adam’s first love,” he said, those chocolate-brown eyes staring deeply into mine. My breath caught and my stomach turned over.
“Adam,” I said, my voice cracking with emotion, “that’s why you’ve always called me Lilith?”
“No, I called you Lilith because she was also queen of the demons and the mother of all witches.”
“Sometimes you really are an ass**le, Adam.” I glared at him and he laughed. “So, that backrub felt good?” I asked, changing the subject.
“It felt incredible.” He was clearly trying to make amends. I figured I would let him off the hook, especially since doing so would most certainly lead to my pleasure as well.
“Is there anywhere else you would like me to rub you?” I asked suggestively.
“What do you think?” he asked in a sexy voice leaning in and nipping at my ear.
“I think you’re wearing too many clothes again.” I giggled, anxious with anticipation.
“Lily, if you only knew…” he said standing up, tugging off his briefs, and watching me heatedly as I slid my panties off and knelt on the bed waiting for him. He crawled onto the bed, knelt in front of me and cupped my breast as he leaned in and began kissing my neck. I tilted my head back, arched my back and moaned with pleasure as electricity shot through my body and lit up my nerve endings, making me shiver.
“Do what?” he asked in a husky, amused voice, running his tongue along my jaw, and rolling my rock-hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He reached around and began stroking my back with his other hand and my knees almost gave out.
“Get me turned on when we’re in public. What you started to do the other night, whispering naughty things in my ear when we were out together,” I panted. “I want you to do that again.”
“I believe that I said I wanted to make you come in public.” He sat back on his knees, grabbed my waist, pulling me closer and began flicking his hot tongue against one aching peak. “You like it when I whisper naughty things in your ear?”
“Yes,” I gasped. “Can I whisper sexy things to you too?”
“If we’re discreet,” he answered. “My excitement is a little harder to hide than yours is,” he added, moving to the other breast while I moved my hands to cradle his head, burying my fingers in his hair. I was starting to become lightheaded.
“I love that I can get you aroused,” I admitted in a voice heavy with need.
“Like nobody else can. I’ll do whatever you want, Lily. Whenever you want, however you want. Will you do something for me tonight, though?” He tugged my nipple into his mouth and began sucking and I almost lost my mind.