His to Have

Chapter 5

I stood in front of the mirror in my bedroom, examining the outfit I’d chosen. Black leggings, an off-the shoulder grey jumper and some tan day snow boots. I pulled the scrunchie out of my hair and shook it loose.

“Going somewhere?” My mom was in my doorway, a look of confusion plastered on her face.

“Some people from high school are throwing a party at Twin Pines Pond.” I said, not looking at her. She clearly found it odd because I didn’t go to anything reunion or alumni-related.

“Yes, weird, I know, but I think I need a bit of break from work and this might not be a bad idea.”

She came in and stroked my hair, adjusting it a bit over my shoulder, “You’re right. You’ve been so focused on your goals, you’ve forgotten to take time off from it all.” She handed me my parka from the chair next to my dresser, “Here you go.”

“Thanks, Mom. What are you guys up to tonight?”

She shrugged, “Early night for Dad and me. We’ve got a seven A.M. check in tomorrow.”

“OK. I’ll try not to come in too late.”

“Don’t worry. I’m having a glass of wine tonight and you know what that does to me.” she laughed.

I kissed her on the cheek, “Thanks, Mom. See ya later.” and with that, I grabbed my purse and headed downstairs before I changed my mind. Why did this feel like a set up?

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The drive to the pond was about fifteen minutes or so. When I pulled up the gravel pathway, I could already hear the music and saw a few people walking about with kegs and platters of snacks and food. s**t! Was I supposed to bring anything?

I parked close to the old caretaker shed and noticed the black Rubicon Jeep close by. Oh God, Adam was there already.

I breathed in and gathered my wits, as well as my belongings before getting out. Just as I was about to open my door, there was a knock on my window. Liam.

I smiled nervously and gave him a little wave. He opened my door and offered me his hand to help me out. The guy was so slick. I bet he really laid it on thick for the ladies.

“Hi!” he beamed. He glanced sideways as if thinking something and groaned a bit, then shook his head. Weird.

“Hey.” I greeted and locked my car.

“Come on. We’re all close to shore-side.”

“All?” I asked, fearing it was their old clique from high school.

“Yeah. Come on.” he gently urged me on by my arm, but removed it almost as quickly as he touched it.

I smiled nervously, “OK.” As we walked down toward the small pond shoreline, a tall, raven-haired girl jumped in front of us, “Liam!” She touched his arm to stop him from walking. He looked caught off-guard.

“Uh, -”

“Lauren.” she said, her wide blue eyes sparkling as they moved about excitedly. Ah, I remembered her. She was in my year. Very popular with everyone. She was nice.

“Ah, hi.” he said, still evident that he didn’t recognise her. I could see the embarrassment colour her cheeks, “Oh, hi Madeline.” she acknowledged me. I couldn’t blame her. She was clearly smitten with my escort.

“Hi Lauren. Great turn out. Did you pull this together?”

“Uh, yeah. With some help of course. I’m really surprised to see you here.” she looked at me questioningly. I know she wasn’t being mean, but Liam cleared his throat and started to say something.

“Uh, right. I’m here with Liam and the others.” I said, not really lying.

She looked disappointed almost. “I see.”

“Anyway. Good to see you both.”

Liam had a glazed over look in his eyes and I swear he nodded.

“Yeah. You too.” I said and took Liam, who still looked like he was miles away, by the hand and walked toward the rowdy group of guys who stood around a fire. There were about eight to ten of them. Liam must have snapped back out of it because as soon as we got there, he was on high alert and locked eyes with Adam, who had pushed through the guys. He was gorgeous. It was my turn to stare at something. My hand still clutching Liam’s, I took in all six feet and five inches (approximately) of Adam Vance. He had on a black hoodie, with grey sweatpants and sneakers. He made it look ridiculously hot. He looked from me to Liam and down at our hands. Liam quickly pulled his hand out of mine and looked at it like I’d burnt him. I swear I heard him mutter “Shit.”

He immediately walked away from me as Adam approached and headed over to the other guys, who were oddly watching everything unfold from a distance, in complete silence. They were weird. I remembered quite a few of their faces and names from school days, but they’d always been a very rowdy crowd.

My mouth felt dry and it was as if my heart were about to beat through my chest as Adam got closer. He stood in front of me, a small smile on his lips, “You came.”

“Uh, yeah. Not sure why though. This isn’t really my thing.” I was speaking about the whole reunion set up.

“Mine either.” he said, his cheeks blushing. He bit his lip and stretched out his hand to me. I didn’t expect it and first looked at it cautiously.

“Come on. I want to introduce you to everyone.”

I smiled at him, feeling like I’d be OK with him. More than OK. Safe, even. I placed my hand in his and it was as if sparks shot all through me. A warm tingling sensation bubbled through me, settling in my stomach and just giving me a sense of calm.

When we got over to the guys, I noticed a couple of girls too. They were dressed in hoodies and sweats so it was hard to single them out from the guys.

“Hey, everyone remember Madeline?” Adam called out.

The guys waved in greeting, but I noticed how the two girls whispered amongst each other and just nodded in acknowledgement. Oh God. Not what I was here for.

Adam leaned down to whisper in my ear, “Want to take a walk with me?”

I decided against a snide comment this time and smiled at him, “Sure.” I said quietly. I like how his eyes narrowed when he smiled. I like him smiling. He seemed a bit more at ease with me than what he did other times.

We walked slowly around the grass area, passing by all the groups. Sure, we got some odd looks, but I didn’t care. People didn’t really stare though. I think a lot of people were there to hook up anyway. Except we were like two shy teenagers. I had my arms folded across my chest as we walked.

“So…” I said, trailing off.

“I need to tell you something.” he said, in almost a whisper and stood still. By this time, we were at the edge of the plot line and strolling along the entrance to the forest. It looked eerily dark in there. A cold shiver made its way down my spine. I couldn’t imagine going any further.

“You’re about to come clean about this being a bad joke?” I teased.

He shook his head, “No, there’s no joke or trick being played on you, I swear.”

I rolled my eyes at him, “So what is this?” I asked, gesturing with my hand between us.

“I can’t explain it in an easy way.”

“Try.” I said, watching him squirm a bit. He shifted from foot to foot, almost as if he were stalling.

“Damn it, Adam! Say something!” I urged him. He didn’t say anything and I could see his cheeks grow slightly redder. I felt my pulse quicken. If he wasn’t going to, I was. “Look, I know I feel something and I know you do too, but I can’t stand around in forty-degree weather, waiting for you to say something. We probably both want the same thing and I can assure you, I’m not a prude, but-”

In one swift motion he gripped my flailing hands in his, pulling me flush against his chest and after a second or two of looking intently into my eyes and then focusing on my mouth, he licked his bottom lip, biting it a bit and then swooping down to cover my mouth with his. He kissed me deeply, his hands still clasping mine. The sparks I felt before travelled from my lips, down my throat and spreading throughout my body.

I managed to wriggle my hands free and reached for his neck, locking my hands around it. He snaked his one arm around my waist and the other in the nape of my neck, entangling his fingers in my hair. This forced a moan from me, one I did not recognise. I kissed him deeper, causing his huge frame to falter a bit. He stepped backwards, hitting the wooden fence. I swear I heard a growl, but a soft one, almost soothing.

My world felt like it was spiralling and fast. I couldn’t breathe. It was like being on a ride that was beyond exciting, but was just too much at once. Almost a sensory overload, if you will.

A loud roar of laughter and cheering erupted from further away where the groups were all settled for the evening, jolting me out of my tryst with Adam. I looked over at where it came from. Some dumb guy doing a keg stand. Thanks! I thought, annoyed.

“Sorry.” Adam said, his hands shifting to my sides and finally resting on my hips. I felt tingles filter through the contact, causing a little moan to escape from me. His eyes shifted from the crowd, back to me and settled on my mouth. I wanted more. More of him. More of this.

Without much more hesitation, his mouth came down on mine, with such a need, I felt it in the way he held onto me. His tongue probed my mouth, his teeth grazed my lips. He moaned into my mouth, sending the most delicious feeling bubbling through me. I swear my knees started to give in and just when I thought I would melt in his arms, he scooped me up and I straddled his hips, crossing my legs around his back, locking him in.

His one hand entangled in my hair and the other cupping my ass. God! Why did I never seek this man out earlier? The need for more of him had my head spinning. The words that came out of my mouth next didn’t even sound like me, dripping with lust and the need for something other than just kissing. “I want you. Adam, please.”

He pulled away to look at me, his eyes searching mine. I swear they were a lighter colour, almost a glowing amber. He kissed me gently once more and pulled away again, “Not here.”

Almost as if sobering up, I jumped off of this tree of a man and took a step back, “Oh my God. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. We can’t help it.”

“Yes, we can.” I said, straightening my clothes.

“No, we can’t. Well, at least I can’t. The need for you and to have you completely, its been driving me insane.”

“Can I ask you something?”

He smiled at me, “You can ask me whatever you want. Whenever.” The way he said held so much promise. It was such a heavy affirmation.

“Be honest with me. Why now? Why me?”

His face went serious and he cast his eyes down, “I don’t know. I just know I need you and you need me.”

I didn’t understand, but I did know that I wanted him. All of him. “Then have me.” My lust once again surfacing, I stepped toward him, my hand reaching up to his face. I stroked his jaw, the stubble on his cheek felt divine on my skin. I wondered what he looked like with a beard.

“You don’t know what you’re asking me for.” He almost seemed concerned.

“No, I don’t, but I do know that if I don’t get what I want from you, I could move on and -”

Before I could finish my sentence, his lips were on mine, hard and pressing, almost as if claiming me, “Don’t ever say that.”

Normally, I would have freaked out at such outright possession, but something about it, caused the most intense feeling to unfurl inside of me, spreading to the places I wanted him to claim. I kissed him back just as urgently, my hands clasped around his neck.

“Adam.” I moaned his name. An almost growl-like sound came from his throat. It was divine as it vibrated through me. He picked me up again and stepped over the small boundary fence, into the woods. Normally I would have been completely scared out of my wits, but I felt safe with Adam, like he could protect me from anything. The need to connect with him on every level was consuming me. I felt drunk on the scent of him alone. The comforting smell of sandalwood and citrus surrounded us. I loved the feeling of what this was.

I felt a thud as his back hit what seemed to be a tree. His eyes almost glowing in the dark, stared into mine, as if seeking final permission to do what he wanted...what I needed.

This technically wasn’t my first time, but it was my first time with someone I liked. Although, I don’t know if ‘like’ was the appropriate word. Either way, this was not going further. I think we both knew that. This would probably fizzle out before I left town. I think my body had been craving this and Adam was perfect for it.

He quickly took something out of his pocket as we broke apart, his phone I think and switched the torch light on. He then put me down on the ground and rested me against the tree, my legs still feeling weak.

“You’re sure about this?” He asked me, his hands on either side of my head, against the broad bark of the tree I was now leaning against.

I nodded my head almost furiously. This guy was being way too kind. He bit his lip, then kissed me again and proceeded to take off his hoodie. Oh. My. God. It was as if he were sculpted. His body was rock hard. His chest was broad and chiseled, his stomach taut and muscled, with his v-lines jutting out and then trailing down. His grey sweatpants hung just the way they should with his happy trail running from his navel and his veins evidently leading down to there.

I must have been staring because his finger gently nudged me under the chin and brought my focus back to his face. His kiss was so gentle this time. His breathing even, but urgent. His need was my need. The want for the connection we were going to make obvious in both of us.

He trailed a finger down my neck and traced my collar bone, then down between my breasts. I felt my n*****s harden in response. The ache that grew in them, spread to between my thighs and I could feel myself moisten under his touch. I felt him smile against my mouth, almost as if he knew. I’d never been touched this way and I could feel the panic forming in my mind; my self-doubt was surfacing, but it was quickly wiped away when he began placing small kisses on my cheek, along my jawline, then at that spot between my earlobe and jaw. I felt my body start to quiver with need for him to move faster. As if reading my thoughts, his kisses became hungrier, his tongue flicking over a spot on my neck that was suddenly more tingly than before. His teeth grazed the spot, sucking on it gently in between. I moaned so loud, I covered my own mouth to keep from screaming out.

Almost as if satisfied with my response, he moved on, slipping my jumper further down until my bra was exposed. Thank goodness I wore something pretty. The lacey strapless contraption pushed my breasts up, making them look like soft mounds. Thank goodness he couldn’t see how flushed I probably was right then. He groaned as he traced a thumb over a n****e through the lace. He gently pulled the cup down, causing my breast to spill out over and into his waiting hand. Before I knew it, his mouth was covering the exposed flesh, his tongue teasing my n****e. Sucking, teeth grazing, licking. God! He must have had so much experience. The thought of him with someone else had me feeling jealous and I pushed the thought as far to the back of my mind as possible.

As if sensing something was wrong, he was up again, facing me, kissing me gently, as if to soothe me, “I want you and only you, Madeline.” How the f**k would he know what I was feeling then? Either way, the words caused my lust to start pooling between my thighs.

Before I could beg him to just take me already, he slid a hand down the front of my leggings and slowly began his delightful assault on my c**t. I moaned out loud again and he pushed a finger inside of me. He suddenly stopped and looked me dead in the eyes, bringing his finger to his mouth and slipping it in, sucking on it. Good God! This man was insane, but hotly so. I felt as if I were about to c*m just watching him do that.

He pulled my leggings down, slipping off my boots in the process, spread my legs and was down on his knees in front of me in seconds. With one of my legs over his shoulder, he covered me with his mouth, his tongue flicking against my c**t and his fingers inside of me. I found my hands entangled in his hair, tugging at it as he pushed me past my limit.

He moaned as he licked and sucked. It sent me spiralling as I listened to him enjoying pleasing me. Just as I was about to c*m, he pulled his fingers out, pulled me down onto his hoodie that was on the ground and licked me until I came, my hands now pulling on his hair. That was it for me, I wanted him inside of me, making me his.

“Madeline.” his voice was hoarse with desire, “This is what I want. What I need. We can’t go back from here.”

“Yes. Adam, please.” I almost begged.

“You’re mine now.” he said it with such finality, I felt I could c*m again. He pushed into me, slowly filling me. Claiming me. He rhythmically moved inside of me, the movements of our hips matching stroke for stroke. The need to consume one another, engulfing us. He lifted me off the ground and straddled me on top of him as he kneeled. God! He was completely built for this.

As he pulled me down onto him, he kept still, his mouth covering one of my breasts, while he held me gently by the back of my neck. I felt myself arch forward into his mouth, pushing even further onto his groin. There was a pause from both of us, just taking in what was unfolding between us and then it happened…