Chapter 6

6

Adrianna swirled the dark red liquid in her glass, the aroma of cherries and oak wafting up to her. She sank into the plush cushions of her sofa and let out a slow breath, her eyes drifting shut. This was harder than she thought, and even though her best friend had told her to stop thinking about him. It wasn't that easy.

A sudden urge pulsed through her, an urge she'd felt many times before but always resisted. Her fingers tightened around the stem of the glass as a vision of Mickey Hanks flashed in her mind. The way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, the low timbre of his voice, the feel of his hands sliding up her thighs...

Her eyes snapped open and she sat up straight, shaking her head. No . She couldn't give in to these desires. It was unethical. But god, she wanted him. Needed him. Her phone lay on the coffee table, taunting her, daring her to reach for it.

She bit her lip, torn between her craving for the forbidden and her duty to do what was right. The war raged inside her, heating her blood until she thought she might burst into flames.

With a groan, she grabbed her phone and scrolled through her contacts until she found his name. Her thumb hovered over the message icon as her heart pounded wildly. Just one text. What could it hurt? She could end it whenever she wanted. She was in control.

Before she could stop herself, she tapped the screen and typed, the words flowing from her as if by their own volition.

Adrianna: I can't stop thinking about you. About us. I know it's wrong but I need you, Mickey.

She stared at the message, her chest heaving. There, it was done. Now there was no going back. She waited with bated breath for his reply, unsure if she hoped for a response or for silence. Her fate was no longer her own. It belonged to him now. To them.

A minute passed, then two. Adrianna shifted on the couch, torn between anxiety and anticipation.

When her phone buzzed, she snatched it up with trembling fingers.

Mickey: You have no idea how many nights I've lain awake thinking of you, wanting you. Needing you.

Adrianna gasped, heat flooding her body. He wanted her too. Thank God, she wasn't alone in this madness.

Mickey: What we did was wrong but I can't regret it. Not when I remember the way you felt in my arms, the sounds you made as I kissed every inch of your skin. I think of you constantly, Adrianna. In my classroom, in my bed. You haunt my every waking thought and my every dream.

She squeezed her thighs together, arousal pooling low in her belly as she recalled that night with vivid clarity. The memory of his touch, his taste, was seared into her soul.

Adrianna: I can't stop replaying that night in my mind. The way your hands felt as you undressed me, as you worshiped my body. I've never wanted anyone the way I want you. This is dangerous, I know, but when I'm with you I don't care about the consequences. I just want to get lost in you again.

Mickey: God Adrianna, the things I would do to you if I had you here right now. The way I would touch you, taste you, take you again and again until we were both spent and delirious. I want to lose myself in you, to drown in the depths of passion we've only begun to explore. I don't know how much longer I can stay away from you.

Adrianna moaned, desire coiling hot within her. She wanted everything he described and more. Tonight, consequences be damned, she would have him.

Adrianna: Come to me.

Her best friend wouldn't be home tonight. She was staying the night with her on and off again boyfriend, so they would have the place to themselves with no interruptions.

Mickey: Tell me where you are and I'll be there before you can blink. I have to see you, touch you, taste you. I'm already hard just thinking about being inside you again. You drive me mad, Adrianna.

Adrianna gave him her address, pulse racing as she awaited his arrival. She stripped off her clothes and reclined on the sofa, running her hands over her heated skin. Her nipples were tight peaks, arousal slick between her thighs. How was Mickey able to do this? Something awakened in her that night with Mickey, something that she had never experienced, and since that night it had never gone away. Instead, it made her crave him, and until she saw him in that lecture hall, she had been good not to call or text him, but now. She would see him three times a week, and her self-control to stay away from him romantically, well it had gone out the window now.

When the knock came at her door, she nearly came undone. She opened the door to find Mickey gazing at her with raw hunger.

"You're here," she breathed.

"And you're naked," he growled, sweeping her into his arms. Their mouths met in a searing kiss as he carried her inside. Adrianna moaned into his mouth, desire burning through her veins like wildfire.

Mickey laid her out on the sofa, drinking in the sight of her with reverence. "So beautiful," he rasped. "I'm going to worship every inch of you."

He lowered his mouth to her breasts, lavishing her nipples with his tongue. Adrianna cried out, arching into his touch. His hand slipped between her thighs, fingers teasing her. She was drowning in sensation, in the feel of Mickey's hands and mouth on her skin.

"Please," she begged. "I need you inside me."

Mickey poised at her entrance, gaze locking with hers. "As you wish," he said, and slid home in one smooth thrust.

Adrianna threw back her head, crying out his name. Mickey moved, his strokes deep and powerful. She wrapped herself around him, clinging to him as he drove them both to sweet madness. The world fell away, and there was only Mickey, only this.

He knew what Adrianna needed and it wasn't slow and sensual, but hard and fast. Their overwhelming sexual chemistry was overfilling and they both needed a release.

"You are fucking beautiful… coming undone for me."

Mickey moved his hips faster and faster, reading Adrianna's body for when she was close, because tonight they were both going to come together. But after. They were going to explore each other in ways they didn't get to that first night, and they had both been waiting for this opportunity since she got into that cab months ago.

"Faster! Don't stop!"

She shattered around him with a sob, and he followed after, her name on his lips. They collapsed together, sated and breathless in each other's arms. Adrianna nuzzled into his chest, overcome with emotion.

Whatever the consequences, this was worth it. Being with Mickey was worth the risk of ruin.