Page 69 of One Baby Daddy
“Adalyn, what are you doing?”
“This.” In one swift movement, I bring his briefs down past his growing erection, letting them fall to the ground.
He sucks in a deep breath and hisses when my hand squeezes around him. “Adalyn,” he chokes out, “there are people outside.”
“Good for them.” I glide my hand up and down his erection, feeling it grow quickly in my grasp, followed by a pained look on Hayden’s face. “I want you, Hayden. I need you. I can’t wait any longer. This thing between us, this sexual chemistry, it’s eating me alive. Your tongue and fingers are not going to hold me over.” I squeeze is erection hard. “I need this.”
“Fuck,” he breathes out. “Adalyn, we can’t do this here. I had plans for this moment.”
“Well, you took too long.” I strip my shirt over my head, reach behind me and unclasp my bra, letting it fall to the floor with his briefs.
Darkening eyes meet mine. A tick of his jaw. A flex in his neck.
“Goddamn it,” he says between his teeth before he reaches for my jeans and unbuckles them. I help him and push them down to the ground along with my underwear. “This is not how it’s supposed to be.” He strokes my cheek.
“Not everything can be planned, Hayden. Sometimes you have to throw caution to the wind and be in the moment.”
“Is that what you want? This?” His voice goes deeper when he says, “You want me to fuck you against this wall?”
My breath hitches as I swallow hard and nod. “I do.”
“You’re going to have to be quiet.”
“I’m not making any promises.”
Searching my eyes, indecision clear in the pull in his brow, I can see he’s concerned. He pictured this moment differently, but there is no more waiting where I’m concerned. There is no more waiting. There is no more teasing. We’re done with that.
Taking charge, wanting to ease his worry, I bring his hand between us and press it between my legs, letting him feel how much I want this, how turned on I am.
His finger slips past my slit and he groans, his forehead connecting with mine. “Fuck, Adalyn.”
“Do you feel that, Hayden?” I move his hand up and down, sliding along with ease. “This is how hot I am for you, how needy I am. This is from watching you and nothing else.” I press his finger inside me, loving how he adds another finger, stretching me. “I’ve waited, Hayden. I’ve waited so damn long to find out what it feels like to have you pulsing inside of me, to have you groaning out my name while you hover over me, complete ecstasy written all over your face.” I squeeze the base of his cock. He coughs and swallows hard. “A little piece of me has died inside every time we’ve gotten so close, every time I’ve itched to feel your rock-hard cock in my hand and you’ve pulled away.” I shake my head. “Not this time. I’m not waiting. I’m taking what I want. And I want you, Hayden. I want your heart, I want your thoughtful mind, and I want your sexy body. Right here. Right now.”
The air stills, my words hanging heavily between us, the sexual tension thick.
Is he going to make a move, or am I going to have to help him take the next step?
Before I can decide, his lips crash down on mine, needy and demanding, stealing my breath, draining every last ounce of air from my lungs.
Cupping my cheeks, he licks my lips, parting them with his tongue, diving deep into my mouth. Relief washes over me when he pushes me farther into the wall, his hips pinning mine, his cock, hot and stiff, grazing between my legs.
Shifting with our movements, his length creates a heady friction, awakening a part of me I haven’t felt in a while, a tingling sensation that reaches from the tips of my toes to the root of my hair.
Taking his shoulders in my hands, I steady myself and pull him closer so my pebbled nipples are rubbing against the fine hair on his chest, the sensation adding to the sultry experience.
With each passing kiss, each press of his cock against my wet center, I get lost.
Lost in the feel of his mouth on mine.
Lost in his gentle, yet demanding touch.
Lost in the explicit groans rumbling from his brawny chest.
In this moment, I’m not Adalyn, and he’s not Hayden. We’re becoming one. It’s scary, terrifying actually, because from this moment on, I know I’ll never be the same.From this point on, I’ll be his, and he will be mine.
Chapter Fourteen
HAYDEN
