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Piper

Stay

Adam stretched to his nightstand and ripped open the drawer. When he couldn't find anything, he yanked it halfway out, almost crashing it to the ground. Stuff rattled inside while he dove in, searching for a condom.

"What the fuck?" he muttered. He shifted over and propped it up, tossing stuff to the ground, digging in.

"Having trouble?" I breathed out, still gazing at the ceiling.

"You got to come, I've had blue balls all semester. Don't give me that shit right now," Adam retorted, halfway dumping out the drawer. He finally found one, nestled in the crook of the wood, and turned back, triumphant. The cocky smile on his face had my heart pounding in my chest.

He cupped my face, gazing at me again, making my heart pound even harder.

"Kiss me," he whispered.

Leaning in, I brushed my lips against him, drawing him back towards me. The post-clarity orgasm didn't exist. I was still flying high, right there with him, as he wrapped his hand around my thigh. My legs parted. Willing and ready.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, pushing against my entrance.

Oh my god .

Grabbing my leg, Adam eased into me with a curse under his breath. He was too big. There was no way he was going to fit. But inch by inch, he rocked against me, letting me adjust. My breathing labored and with each thrust, the clarity vanished.

I couldn't take hold of anything real.

Adam claimed my kisses again. How could he focus like that? I couldn't barely breathe right and he swiped his tongue over my bottom lip, nipping it lightly, adding another sensation to the list of sensations overwhelming my senses.

Slowly, he sank into me.

I was so… full . Any time my legs twitched, brought a whole new realization I had to come to again. Adam kissed down my jaw and slowly eased out, his hand wrapped around my thigh.

A moan escaped me, and he grinned overhead.

"Are you good?" he whispered.

"I—I—" I stared back at him, dazed. "Oh my god, I'm going to come again."

The words slipped out like a confession and Adam's eyes darkened before he thrust inside of me, taking all of my sanity with him.

His kisses went to my ear and he picked up the pace, taking hold of me. "I'm waiting for you, ice princess."

"I want to see you come." I swallowed.

His fingers fisted my hair, sending shocks to my nerves while he tilted my head back, gazing down at me. His eyes trailed over me while he pounded inside of me, taking over me.

"I'm not asking, Piper."

I reached back for the headboard, so close, my whole body was vibrating with his. "We could come at the same—"

"No."

My eyes widened. " No? "

"I want you to come again," he muttered, reaching down to suck on my earlobe. "And I want to watch."

My muscles seized up, my hand slipping from the headboard, and I desperately tried to reach back for it. It was unfair—all of it. The way he twisted me for his own amusement. It was unfair and so incredibly hot, I could feel my peak coming, so close, I could taste it.

"Adam—" I buckled underneath him. "I—I—"

"Come for me." He gripped my waist, holding me like he never wanted to let me go.

"God— Adam! "

The orgasm ripped through me, harder and faster than the last one, and he kissed me again. I couldn't breathe. The moment he pulled away, I gulped in breaths, the orgasm breaking me in half as his grip tightened, watching me.

With a final thrust, his eyebrows furrowed, his jaw set. Heavy breaths escaped him. He was so beautiful. I could've watched him come forever.

He took my face in his hand and kissed me again, hard. Slowly, he pressed his forehead to mine, searching my face, more put together than I was by a long shot.

How is he still moving?

Adam thumped onto the bed next to me and the post-orgasm shivers took hold of me. I squeezed my eyes shut, fisting the blankets between my fingers. When will I come down from this?

I was too surprised when Adam wrapped an arm around my waist and pressed his face against the crook of my neck. There was no way I would be going for a round two. My body was too sensitive. But he wasn't running his hands over me again, trying to get me in the mood.

Adam's breathing evened, his breath cool against the nape of my neck.

Is he…cuddling me?

Chewing my lip, I glanced over to the open door. I needed to leave his bedroom before I fell asleep. After that , my eyelids were so heavy, it was hard to pry them open.

I shifted to the side, trying to ease out, but Adam tightened his hold on me.

"Adam?" I whispered.

"Hm?" His voice was husky and sleepy as he leaned forward to press the lightest kiss against my neck. I shivered.

No. Focus .

"Adam, I need to get going."

"Stay the night," he murmured.

"Um…" What do I say to that? "You don't let people stay the night."

"You're not people, ice princess."

I started to say something else, but it flew out of my head when his fingers stroked my side and his breathing evened again. Adam was actually falling asleep, holding me. And the moment he crashed, there was no way I could've dipped out.

"Adam, I need to leave before anybody sees me," I tried again.

His fingers stilled. "Please."

I froze. "What?"

"Stay. Please."

Oh .

Gently, I raised my hand, running my fingers through his reddish-brown hair, trying to figure out how to say exactly what I wanted to say. Adam's breathing hitched against my throat and a pleased sigh escaped him.

It wasn't like I didn't want to. That would be the easy choice, snuggling down underneath him and letting Adam bear hug me to sleep. Pretending like it was just the two of us and nothing else mattered. Not the responsibilities on both sides or the fact that I couldn't be the only warming his bed.

I squeezed my eyes shut. That was a self-destructive thought, and I was an emotionally wound-up time bomb. If I didn't leave soon, the word vomit would start. How embarrassing would that be?

"I need to go," I whispered. "I'm sorry."

Adam didn't say anything, but he finally moved his arm and I slipped out from the bed, hurrying to collect my items off the ground. God, they were everywhere. In his bedroom, the living room, and my pair of panties had somehow ended up on the kitchen counter. Definitely not the first pair of panties up there.

"You can take one of my shirts."

I tugged up my jeans and turned around to see Adam, completely naked, a Romans shirt in his hand. The moonlight from the windows cascaded over his body. Hard lines of muscle caught my eye and the reddish-brown hair that made his happy trail leading right to his cock—

Oh my god. MOVE.

"I'm fine," I said, even if I wasn't.

Is this a one-time thing?

Are you going to be bringing other girls back?

How much is this going to hurt?

But those were questions that led to heartbreak. A cool, reckless college student wouldn't think about that. She'd jump in without a care in the world. And if I wanted to keep a healthy distance between Adam and I, I could accomplish that by just keeping this casual. Fun.

Adam could have whoever he wanted, I could have whoever I wanted. Which was against my core DNA, but it was the smart thing to do.

"I don't want you fucking another guy."

Blinking, I glanced back at him. "What?"

"I thought about it. I don't like it." Adam crossed his arms over his chest. "So I don't want you to do it."

I opened my mouth to reply, but found I didn't have one.

Did he just say what I think he said?

He cleared his throat. "I haven't had this conversation before…I don't want to share you with somebody else." He hesitated. "And I'm not sleeping with anybody. Else, I mean—just you."

"Oh," I said because what else could I say?

"That's a yes, right?" he pressed. "Ice princess?"

An entire concrete weight had been taken off my shoulders. I could finally breathe again. I slipped on my shoes and nodded slowly, my whole body in the mix between post-orgasmic bliss and weirdly satisfied with how much Adam was pushing for an answer.

The tension visibly disappeared from his body, and Adam grinned. "You can still stay the night."

"You know I can't do that," I said lightly, opening the door.

"But I'll see you tomorrow?"

I bit back a smile. "Of course."