Manfax (Winter Brothers #2) - Jacob Chance Page 0,61

I need.

The closeness we’re sharing is annihilating me further and then piecing me back together.

Every doubt I’ve had about him flees as I revel in the rightness of our lovemaking. Each stroke is a reminder that love like this should be grasped on to and never let go.

His hands slip under the leather cushioning my nipples, cupping and squeezing my breasts. “Fuck.” He grunts. “Your tits are amazing.” The calluses on his palms rasp against my taut peaks. “I want to fuck them soon.”

“Yes,” I agree. I’ll let him do anything he wants to.

His hands slide down my ribs, gripping my hips as his strokes get faster. Ramming into me over and over, his cock creates pleasure so exquisite, it borders on pain. Uncontrollable moans and gasps fly from my lips.

“Oh, Christ.” He groans, thrusting inside me a few more times. His grip on my hips flexes, then becomes painfully tight as pleasure overtakes him. I feel him jerk and tremble through his orgasm.

Settling his chest to my back, he places a gentle kiss on my neck. His ragged breaths fan over my skin while his palms soothingly rub over my hips. I’m sure I’ll have bruises on my skin tomorrow to help me remember this night. As if I could forget.

He slips from me, moving to recline on his side, and pulls me into his arms. Our chests pressed together, I feel his accelerated heartbeat. My legs tangle with his, the soles of my feet grazing his hairy calves. I feel more content than I ever have. I wish we could freeze this moment in time.

Adam tips my chin upward with a finger, his green eyes soulfully staring into mine. “You’re incredible. That was indescribable.”

“I agree.”

“You agree that you’re incredible?” he teases.

“Ha ha. No, I agree that there are no words for what just transpired between us.”

“I feel like I’ve done things backward, by making love to you first, but I’m hoping this means you like me enough to be my girlfriend?”

I want to shout out all the yeses I can, but that nagging voice inside me still wants to be heard—no, it needs to be heard. “Are you sure that’s what you want?”

Rolling me to my back, he looms over me, a scowl marring his handsome visage. “How can you ask me that after what we just shared?”

“I’m sorry. I want to make sure that’s what you really want and that you’re not feeling pressured because we took things to the next level.”

His eyes narrow. “The next level?” he growls. “We blew through just about all the fucking levels. The only reason I’m not professing my feelings for you right now is because I don’t want to scare you off.”

“Who says it would scare me off?” I ask. Maybe hearing how he’s feeling will reassure me. At least if we’re both falling we’re in the same boat.

“Roxanne,” he husks my full name, and I know he’s serious. “I’d like to tell you I’m falling in love with you, but I can’t.” Wait. What? “I can’t say that because it’s inaccurate.”

“Oh, okay.” I maintain my composure despite the sting of tears.

“You didn’t let me finish, Rocky.” He grins. “I can’t say I’m falling in love with you because that’s an understatement of what’s happening.” He cups my face, holding me still. “I’m fucking nose diving into love with you. I’m plummeting headfirst with no end in sight into love with you, and there’s no place I’d rather be.”

My chest tightens, impossibly full with the love I’m experiencing. Tears well in my eyes before painting wet trails down my cheeks. “I’m nose diving into love with you too.” I sob and laugh at the same time and end up sounding like a seal. We both snigger, removing some of the weightiness from the moment.

“I didn’t just imagine what you said, did I?” he asks. “Tell me you meant every word.” The vulnerability in his words and his expression surprises me. He’s so confident about most things, I never imagined him having concerns similar to mine.

Reaching up, I run my fingertips between his brows, smoothing the lines of doubt away. “I meant every word I said. You finally captured my heart, Adam Winters. Just don’t let it go.”

“Never,” he promises.

I want to believe him more than anything.

25

Adam

Lying next to Roxanne, the outside of her thigh touching mine, and breathing in the scent of her shampoo, it’s impossible to ignore my morning wood. After last night’s second round in the shower, I