Chapter 160
“Guilty as charged. But I’m hoping for more than a view…. I’d rather try for a sneaky round two.”
The words sounded in her ears and even though Melanie was ready to refuse him, she could feel the heat gather low in her belly. She was hoping for a round two too… which was unexpected for her… What was it about him that made her so hungry for him?
Just as she was pondering this question, Adam lifted her legs further up until her calves rested on his thighs and her toes were close—just enough for her to wriggle them and feel the effect she had on him.
“You feel that, sweet melon?” She stared into his hungry eyes and realized that he was actually serious about a ’second round’ and not just teasing her. Her foot moved unintentionally and she felt him flinch slightly to the movement. She froze.
Her gaze shot to his face—he was watching her, unreadable except for the flicker of wicked delight in his eyes. The air between them thickened with the faint steam curling upward, the water lapping gently around them like a heartbeat.
His hands curled around her ankles then, as he teased her,” So, has the sensation returned to your legs yet? Hmm? Can you feel what you do to me? Earlier, when I had not had a taste, I could still try to resist… but now, it is going to be impossible.”
Melanie frowned and tried to kick him, even though he still held her ankles but instead of letting go, he simply used them to pull her close to him. She froze again as he picked up a foot and lightly bit her toe,” Naughty! I didn’t know you were so violent, Melon… Keep doing this and you’ll know how fun it is to provoke me…”
She felt her breath hitch at the feel of his mouth—warm, wet, and far too bold—closing over her toe. A shocked laugh bubbled out of her throat, half disbelief, half scandalized. She’d never thought that could be an erogeneous zone…
“Adam,” she hissed, but he simply let go of her and turned his attention to the arch of her foot, pressing a kiss there.
“Adam…” She choked out and he looked up to meet her gaze,” So pretty… I like when you purr my name like this…”
Melanie tried to tug her legs back again, but he wasn’t having it as he simply tightened his hold…
“Let go,” she muttered, though it came out breathy and weak, rather than threatening like she wanted.
He shook his head and sent her a cocky look,” I don’t want to… In fact, what I want to do is hold both your ankles and drag you to me…you have no idea how much my back is stinging because of you… I need sweet revenge, don’t I?”
Melanie blushed at that. So, she might have scratched him a bit too much but it was his fault for torturing her so much! She needed something to hold onto, didn’t she? And if that something was him, it was still his fault!
Melanie opened her mouth to tell him exactly that, but the words never made it out.
Because Adam did exactly what he said he wanted to do. He caught her ankles and dragged her towards him, letting the water slosh around and almost having her go under! She gasped as she found herself sitting on his rock solid thighs, straddling him!
“See?”. he whispered in a rough low voice rough that made her toes curl. “Revenge can be sweet…”
And then she even forgot to breathe… as his hands released her ankles and found their way up—slowly tracing her calves, her thighs and then he lifted her before entering her in one swift motion. She threw her head back and gasped, revelling in the fullness and the way he held her tight, unmoving.
“Adam,” she whispered, not in protest this time, but asa demand, wanting and needing more.
“Ride me, Melon.”
Melanie felt herself move at his words. Ride him… It reminded her of the way his motorcycle had purred beneath her… she moved and felt his hands dig into her hips as he tried to thrust faster and control her movement. But she wasn’t going to make it easy for him…And so, she did just that, riding him, slowly at first and then faster until they both could barely make another sound and the water in the bathtub had almost all sloshed out.
Finally, drained, Melanie slumped against him and he leaned his head back on the edge of the bathtub… “Melon…. I think I might die… I can feel the ground shaking. Look what you did.”
Melanie stiffened at that, straughtened and stared at him before shaking her head,” Whatever happened was good but… I didn’t…”
Thump.
The bathtub shuddered beneath them.
Thump. THUMP.
A low rumble vibrated through the floor, making the tiles tremble.
Before either of them could say more, another jolt made the water ripple again, and this time, something clinked in the cabinet beside the tub.
“Oh my God,” Melanie breathed, her eyes widening. “That’s an actual earthquake!”
Adam blinked at her. “I mean… I thought the earth moved… but wow. I didn’t think it’d take it this literally.”
Melanie, still breathless and flushed, gave him a flat look. “Did you just make a pun while the floor is literally shaking?”
He shrugged, totally unrepentant. “You made my world shake, Melon. I’m just acknowledging the evidence.”
She groaned, smacked his shoulder lightly, and scrambled off his lap with wobbly legs, grabbing a towel. “We need to get out of the tub, you idiot!”
“Sure,” Adam said, standing up with maddening ease and smirking as he watched her wrap herself up. “But just for the record…this would be a good way to die…”
The earth stopped moving even as the two dressed up hurriedly and moved outside but Adam could not help thinking that he had said something about a natural disaster disturbing them…