Chapter 17

Once they got back to Eve's condo, the couple were all over each other. Adam pulled her over to the couch and on top of him to straddle his lap. Eve fluttered her lashes, obviously a little nervous and turned on, yet incredibly awkward. Adam quickly reached up, pulling her lips to meet his for better access before she pulled something, trying to look sexy.

Biting and sucking on her lip like a feral beast, he growled, "Damn, baby. You are so fucking beautiful. I am so hard for you right now. I want that sweet pussy around my cock."

Adam slid his hand up her top, caressing her breast, hoping this time she wouldn't push him away again. She could feel his hardness pressing into her core through her jeans, making a heat pool between her thighs that she had forgotten could exist. Moving her hips in circles, she ground against his fullness while Adam bucked his hips against her, meeting her motion.

It was farther than he had ever gotten with Eve since they met, and there was no way he was going to slow down now. Deciding to test the waters, he pulled off her top, keeping his eyes locked on her to make sure she was okay.

Eve shyly smiled and led his hand to her breast, kneading them with his hand. His fingers teasing her already hardened nipple through her black lace bra. Eve swerved her hips once more, leaning into his touch as his fingers trapped her hardened nipple between them.

"Mmm… Adam. Don't stop. That feels so good."

Adam moved the fabric of her bra, watching the seduction of her eyes as he moved to lick across her swollen nipples. He sucked her taut, stiff peak between his lip, lightly biting down as Eve's head leaned back with a shiver while he explored her. A low soft moan escaped her as she pulled his head close, needy and wanting more.

So not to push her too fast, his hand slowly grazed down her body to her mound, massaging her sex through her jeans. Slowly he unzipped her pants and his fingers roamed down under the confines of the fabric and past her matching black lace panties, finding the sweet spot he so desperately had wanted to touch since the day they met. Already wet, he massages her clit, making her ride his fingers to increase the pressure building there.

Eve's eyes went wide as he started to run his fingers over the folds of her most sensitive area. It was too much. Too fast.

"Umm... Adam. I… I'm… no… not that. I'm not ready. Please?" She backed away, down to her knees on the floor. "Let me pleasure you."

Adam rubbed his hand over her head, leaning his head back. At this point, he would take what he could get, and getting off right now was all he could think about. No woman had ever made him wait, and he was so sexually frustrated he was about to burst.

He helped release his zipper and pulled his jeans and boxers to his hips as his member released with a flick.

Her tongue darted out as she readied her lips by moistening them. Eve knew why she was nervous and kept holding back. Her prior lovemaking with her ex was stale, and this was the one thing he always wanted, but never seemed to repay the favor. To say that she was naive about sex was an understatement and this was her one move she was sure about.

Adam stroked himself as Eve hesitantly watched his hand work up and down his shaft. "You okay, babe? You don't have to do this."

"Fine. Can I…?"

"It's okay. Just take it slow. I know you can take it all." Eve's lips, warm and full, wrapped around his hard member with a slow bob. "Mmm. Good. Just like that. Mmm… yes. Suck... just like that. Fuck, that feels good. Keep going… a little faster now… yes… that's good..."

Eve watched Adam's head rest back on the sofa as she took him farther into her mouth and her tongue lapped around his hard member, bringing him to the brink. Unfortunately, something felt off. She liked Adam, but suddenly thoughts of her new job had flooded her mind. Thoughts of Hunter were distracting, and with his image in her head, she backed away. This wasn't right. Maybe it was her fan girl crush. Maybe thoughts of heartbreak from her past relationship prevented her from wanting more. But she couldn't do it.

Adam led her back to his hardness. Stroking his hand over his member, trying to convince her. "Come on, babe. Don't stop. Your mouth feels so good. I'm almost there."

Against her better judgement, she leaned down to finish what she started. She wanted to do this for him, but she couldn't focus. Here was an attractive man who wanted her, and something deep within was holding her back from enjoying it. She continued bobbing over his erection while pretending to be into the act. It wasn't like he was forcing her. She knew Adam would never do that. Up to now, he had respected her wishes to take it slow. It was more as if she felt obligated and that alone didn't feel right.

As thoughts of his secret phone calls came to mind, she felt him release with a groan, and the salty taste of him passed over her lips. Leaning back, she caressed his legs with a fake smile as he adjusted his clothes.

It was clear to her now she wasn't ready for a physical relationship. She thought this was what she wanted, but it just didn't feel right yet. Adam helped her from the floor and started removing her jeans.

"Adam, no. Please. I'm... I'm not ready yet."

He looked up at her, annoyed. "Shit, Eve. It's been over a month. We're not teenagers here." He pulled his jeans up swiftly and got up from the couch.

"I'm sorry. I'm just not ready for that. Please don't be mad." She pulled her top back on as she watched him, obviously disappointed and a little angry.

Adam turned back to her and saw the hurt in her eyes. Pulling her to him, he tried to be understanding and calm. He took a second to take a breath before he talked. He could see she wasn't ready for a physical relationship, but it had become a huge frustration for him. He was used to women throwing themselves at him right and left, not fighting against him with every intimate moment they shared.

"Hey… it's fine. I just really want to be with you. I'm trying to be patient. I really am. You just keep teasing me and then pushing me away. I don't know what to think."

Eve's head dropped in embarrassment and pulled away. "You think I'm a tease?"

"I didn't mean it like that. Babe, I'm not your ex. I'm not going to hurt you. I'll wait. But you're going to have to try to trust me at some point."

"I'm trying. I really am." She went over and hugged him. "Don't give up on me."

"I better go. I'll see you Saturday for the gala." He kissed the top of her head.

"Okay. I really am sorry."

"Don't be. I'm a big boy. I can handle it. Saturday?"

She half smiled. "Saturday."