Free Feel (Sense Series Book 1) by Ellen Lake Page B

you like; the both of you are welcome,” he nodded towards Michael.
    “Thank you, I’ll consider stopping by,” I said.
    “Yeah, thanks for the invitation. Not sure if I can make it though,” Michael said.
    Him and I were supposed to spend all day together and this was the first that I’d heard him make a change of plans for the evening. I hid my surprise so that I wouldn’t make Adam feel awkward.
    “Thank you for inviting us. I think I’m going to stop by since my plans have just changed,’ I said with more bite than I intended.
    Adam’s face grew more relaxed, “That would be great. I’m sorry that you won’t be able to make it,” he said to Michael. “I really have got to get out of here, sorry for running into you.” He took off down the stairs without waiting on either of us saying goodbye.
    “Well he’s a weird one,” Michael laughed as we walked to the apartment.
    “I don’t think he’s weird, just introverted,” I said.
    “Oh do I sense a love connection?”
    “Do I sense jealousy?” I asked teasingly.
    “Me? Jealous of him? Never.”
    I could see why Michael would feel that way. The two of them couldn’t be any more different. Michael looked like the kind of man that played football in college. Michael is 6’2 with a muscular build, a perfect set of teeth, beautiful green eyes, and unruly flaxen hair. He is what women would consider gorgeous. Adam on the other hand has a thin build, is dark haired, brown eyes, cute dimples, and seems to be about 5’10. He’s a good looking guy but he wouldn’t book any modeling gigs.
    “Such a typical male response,’ I said as I opened the door to my apartment.
    “Why would I worry when I know that we’re meant for each other?” he said in a gentle tone.
    These are the moments that keep me around. I love the side of him that’s sweet and caring. I turn to him as we get inside of the door and kiss him. His hands go to my jacket and he pulls it off, causing it to land on the floor. His hands move to my head full of red hair. I would love to say that I’m a natural red head but I’m naturally blonde. My skin is pale and so I did what Mother Nature didn’t and made myself a ginger.
    “I’ve missed you,” he growled into my ear.
    I ignored the part of me that wanted to call him a liar. He was here with me now and I wanted to enjoy it. My hormones took over and I kissed him to silence his lying mouth. I didn’t want to hear him talk; I just wanted to feel him inside of me. It had been too long since we had sex and I felt like I was going to spontaneously combust at any moment.
    “Just fuck me,” I said as I pulled myself from him and walked to my bedroom. I knew that he was going to follow; his hard on that was pressing into in my belly told me so.
    We quickly discarded our clothes and he went to my drawer to grab a condom. He clumsily unwrapped the condom and sheathed himself in the latex barrier. I was already in the bed with my legs open, inviting him to come lay in-between them.
    He gave me a hard kiss on my lips stuck a finger inside of me, testing to see how wet I was. My juices saturated his finger and he put it to my lips so that I could taste my essence. I lapped up all of my juices while looking him in the eye.
    “You’re so wet,” he said, “I see that you missed me too.”
    I didn’t respond to his words verbally. I reached between us and guided his length to my entrance. My heart, mind, and body were at war and I wanted to silence them all. My body needed to be satisfied. I had a fire inside of me that needed to be extinguished. He entered me with one swift stoke and I cried out. His 7 inches fit me perfectly and his girth gave me the stretch that I needed.
    My mind flashed to him being inside of Becca the night before and I cursed loudly. He took that as a sign of encouragement and plowed inside of me again.
    “Harder,’ I demanded. I needed him to fuck away the hurt. I wanted him to fuck me back into the numb state