Special? I couldn't help but raise my brow.
"Why? Because I'm going to die? I'm not a charity case." I hate it when people pitied me.
"I didn't say you are," he responded. "I'm not saying you're different from all the women I had before because you're dying…" He pursed his lips. "It's just I'm your first. And I wanted to make it up to you for hurting you last night." He licked his lower lip. His eyes…they were now looking at me with lust. "And you're just so… good. I haven't had sex that good for a quite time. So I wanted to return the favor." He winked at me.
Both my cheeks flushed. I felt like something hot traveled my spine with the way he looked at me.
He gave me an amused smile. "For a virgin… you're quite wild."
I almost choked on my drink. This man… he's really quite vulgar, huh.
I looked at him as I played with the food in front of me. Damn. His eyes continued to stare at me as he ate his breakfast.
"You're also good last night," I admitted. Great, even.
He smirked. "I know. You almost woke up the whole neighborhood with your screams last night."
I cleared my throat as my cheeks continued to heat up. "And you cooked well," I said as I took a sip on my coffee. I pursed my lips. Even his coffee tastes good. How come everything about this guy was good?
Damn. I should stop looking at him. This was only a one night stand.
"Can I get my phone for a while?" I asked in the middle of breakfast.
"I just needed to text someone."
"Sure. I'll get it for you." He stood up to get my phone.
I sent Marcus a text message. I just told him not to worry about me. I didn't expect him to reply. I knew him. I was sure he was still asleep by now. It's the weekend.
"I have to go," I said after eating breakfast. "Thanks for the breakfast. And thank you for last night." I smiled at him as I placed my empty plate on the kitchen sink.
"Your welcome, Claire." He walked up to me and stopped in front of me. "It was nice to meet you. I had a great time last night." He smiled… but then his face darkened when he stared at my face. "Wait…" He bit his lower lip as his eyes went to my lips. "You have something on your lips."
"Oh." I used my finger to wipe the corner of my lips.
"No. Not there." He grabbed my face and the next thing I knew, he claimed my lips.
My lips parted with what he did. I suddenly felt the heat traveling my entire body.
His lips coaxed mine and I found myself returning his kisses. His tongue entered my mouth and I couldn't help but moan. I was pushed to the kitchen counter while my hands moved to his nape.
I was just saying goodbye to him and now we're already making out in his kitchen. I suddenly felt intoxicated with his kisses.
I felt like I was going insane with the different sensation that was spreading through my body.
"Fuck. I can't get enough of you," I heard him murmur as his lips traveled to my ears. He licked the side of my ear and all I could do was to let out a delicious growl.
My knees felt weak.
"Hmm… I can't get enough of you, either." I said, his lips starting to move down to my neck. I arched my body when I felt his teeth gently bit the sensitive spot there.
My body suddenly felt hot all over. What was this man doing to me?
"You're so sweet, Claire…" I shivered when I felt his hot breath on my skin. I shut my eyes. I felt like getting tickled with every kiss and bite Adam was doing on my body.
"Oh, God. Please don't stop." I whimpered. From his hair, my hand moved to his body. I pressed both of my hands on his chest. God. I wanted him.
"Can you feel it?" Adam pressed his hard body on mine. I felt the bulging of his maleness on my stomach. It was hard and huge. Something warm and hot traveled my whole body.
I opened my eyes. I was welcomed by Adam's dark orbs. Those deep eyes of his… they were deep and full of burning lust.
"We're sexually attracted to each other, baby," he sexily whispered against my lips. He dipped his tongue in my half opened lips and licked them, as if tempting me.
And I couldn't hold on to his little temptation so I grabbed his shoulders and kissed him hungrily.
He was right. I was attracted to him. Physically. I want him all over me. Like last night. I want to feel his skin. I want his touch. I want his kisses. I think I'd go crazy if I couldn't have him inside me again.
"Last night, you mentioned you wanted to go to an island." His lips moved down to my neck. Tasting me. Licking me.
One of his hands was already cupping my breast over my dress. His thumb was making circles right on top of my nipple. "It's part of your bucket list, right?"
"Yes…" I let out a delicious growl.
I wasn't sure which question I answered with that yes. My mind was hazy once again. Just like last night.
"I'm going to an island today," he breathed on the hollow of neck. "In Palawan. Can you come with me?"
My lips parted. My breath labored when
his other hand went inside my dress, caressing my bare skin. I felt a tingling sensation in the middle sensation in between my thighs.
Despite the burning sensation consuming my whole being, I tried to remember his question.
"This was… supposed to be… a one night stand only." I moaned loudly when his finger entered my panties. "Please…"
"Then let's make it a three night stand. Spend your weekend with me."