Adam, no matter how playful, was a romantic at heart. He did not deny his constant flirting or the woman that threw themselves at him. He enjoyed it. He immersed himself in the lustful wantings of the woman who threw flirtatious smiles his way and blew kisses in his direction. It had been a while since he had actually yearned for a woman of his own accord.
Dynasty, despite not wanting it, had all of his attention. He simply could not deny that the stubborn woman had him wrapped her her finger. Every scowl, every witty remark from her lips had him constantly urging her for more.
"Stop it!" Dynasty snapped at him, her cheeks pink under his intense scrutiny.
He grinned at the heightened color in her cheeks.
"Stop what?" He teased, his eyes continuing their regular pursuit of her body.
She glared at him, her dark blue orbs catching fire. "Staring! You're looking at me as if I'm a priced stallion!"
He laughed, every word out of her mouth was always something unexpected. "You're much more appealing to the eyes than a stallion, princess."
She scowled before huffing indignantly. "I can't possibly concentrate on my book with you staring at me that way."
He shrugged before standing, moving toward her and snatching the novel from her hands.
She gasped, standing up, her eyes spewing fire at him. "I've had just about enough of you! You've been here for two days! And everyday has been pure torture!"
His grinned blossomed into a full blown smile. "I'm wounded princess. But you know things aren't always going to go your way."
She wanted to scream. The man was draining away at her patience. "Stop calling me princess!" She snapped. "And give me back my book!"
She reached for it but he raised his arm, dangling the novel above her head. She shrieked in frustration, unable to hold it in a moment longer. "Oh you loathsome man! What would it take to get you out of my hair?"
He raised a brow as if debating on an answer to her question. The smile on his face disappeared and a smoldering, erotic look took its place.
"You." His voice was husky.
His gaze was piercing.
She blushed, suddenly frozen underneath his intense gaze. "You're such a...a...lecher!"
He smirked at that but still desire danced in his expression. He shrugged, taking a step toward her. "You want me, princess."
Her blush spread and she almost took a step back but froze, deciding to stand her ground. "Give me back my book."
He took another step toward her. He tossed her book and it went flying across the room. She choked on a gasp, "How dare you!" She snapped, pointing a finger at him.
"It was easy." He said, trying to rile her up.
"Oh, I hate you!" She cried, her eyes blazing with passionate fury.
That's what he had been waiting for, that exuberant passion that flared to life within her. He grabbed her arm and yanked her forward, catching her off guard. She fell against his chest and he kissed her. His arms wrapped around her waist. She flailed around in his arms before wrenching her lips away.
"Get off me this instance!" She barked, squirming in his hold.
"Or what?" He asked teasingly.
Before she could stop herself she slapped him, the palm of her hand smacking his honey colored cheek. "Get off me!"
A vein in his jaw ticked, his desire for her heightened. "Make me."
His words were a challenge.
Her temper exploded.
She grabbed a hand full of his hair and yanked furiously, with her other hand she slapped his other cheek. She had never felt so...angry...so frustrated in her whole entire life. And then she was lifted off of the ground as Adam sat down, pulling her onto his lap. She was straddling him, her hand still gripping his hair. He pulled her flush against him, her breast pressed against his chest.
He nuzzled a hand into her hair and pulled it loose from the tight knot that sat atop her head. Her shoulder length hair cascaded down her neck. "Let me go!" She wiggled on his lap evoking a groan from his parted lips.
"No." He said with a calm he didn't feel.
She went to slap him again but he caught her hand, kissing along her knuckle, sucking her fingertips. She froze, her breath caught in her throat and her pupils dilated. Her lips parted and just as quickly as it began her anger evaporated. Her face turned pink and she snatched her hand away.
"Dynasty." Her widened at the sound of her name. This was the second time he had ever said her name. But unlike the first time, he wasn't teasing her. He wanted her. "No more fighting." He said.
A protest sat on her tongue but before she could utter it he was kissing her quiet. His lips moved over hers in a sensual cha-cha. Her eyes fluttered shut and despite herself she clung to him. Her hands landed on his shoulders and moaned against his lips.
His large hands ran down her back, caressed her bottom and hugged her close. He devoured her lips like a starved man, stealing her breath, making her whole body weak. She sagged helplessly in his arms as he kissed her until she was dizzy with wanting. He placed a hand in her hair and pulled her head back, nibbling on the cleft in her chin. Butterflies erupted in the pit of her stomach.
She shivered as his hands were suddenly beneath her dress and grazing her skin. Her mouth fell open and she inhaled sharply, Adam's finger brushing over her most intimate area. His lips grazed her neck and she felt on the verge of fainting. She wrapped her arms around his neck just as his fingers began to explore her deeper, she nearly screamed. He delved a finger into her and she inhaled so sharply she nearly choked.
Her breathing was labored, her heart was pounding in her ears. And then he was kissing her again, his fingers bringing her closer and closer to the pleasurable bubbling that seemed to call her name. His tongue slipped past her parted lips and she fell forward, her body shuddering uncontrollably. He pecked her lips once more before pulling his hands from under her dress. She sagged against him, her strength seemingly gone.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, caressing her back gently. A chuckle on his lips.
"You alright, princess?"
She groaned something incoherent, her body still buzzing with orgasmic pleasure. Her head was tugged underneath his chin, her hands lying comfortably against his chest.
Though he hadn't found fulfillment, he knew now was not the time to take her, he found joy in giving her pleasure. He enjoyed the way all her stubbornness and anger disappeared as she came.
It took her a long while to gain her composure and once she did she immediately felt embarrassed. She sat up, her eyes wide. "Oh my goodness...you...you..."
He smirked at her. Finding her reaction amusing. She turned crimson in the face, pulling herself backward. She pushed at his chest, slipping out of his lap and falling onto the floor. She hit the floor with a loud thud, her hair falling into her face.
Adam jumped up, reaching down for her.
She slapped his hands away and scrambled to her feet. "Don't touch me!"
"Are you alright?"
She moved back, her eyes filled with emotion. "How dare you...do that to me..."
"Give you pleasure?"
She glared at him. "You don't play fair!" She snapped.
"You're upset because you enjoyed it." He said as he moved toward her.
She took a step back. "I loath you!" She said as she backed into the book shelf behind her. He leaned toward her, whispering in her ear, "Of course you do, princess."
He kissed her on the cheek before walking out of the library, leaving her to sink to the floor.
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