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Matt was full of self-satisfaction at his actions. Life was good. Not only had he just had some of the best sex of his life, he was also going to teach his former longtime friend and important lesson - that you don't mess with Matthew Moore Hardy.
"You'll call me soon to let me know how it went?" the woman asked. She was up from the hotel room bed already, putting her clothes back on. She was just exactly the way he liked women - just like him. She was quick, to the point, and didn't screw with pointless things such as niceties.
"You bet your sweet ass I will," he replied, a smirk on his face. For a brief moment, he thought about Ashley and wondered what she was doing right about now. Oh, well... In any case, what she didn't know certainly wouldn't hurt her.
He pushed all thoughts of his blonde girlfriend from his mind as the woman he'd just slept with, the woman whom he'd been secretly having an affair since last year smiled and came over for a kiss. Although they weren't in love or anything ridiculous like that, Matt enjoyed kissing her. She was quite passionate. A bastard's loss was his own gain.
"Good, because I can hardly wait to find out what happens. Thanks for the good time, as usual." She gave him a saucy look that included a wink.
"Thank *you*," he said.
Moments later, she slipped into her shoes, picked up her bag and left, and Hardy was once again alone. He was still feeling so good about himself. He decided to give Ashley a call and picked up his cell phone from the nightstand.
*
They returned to the house tired, but far from exhausted. Amy was happy to be back in Adam's abode and had missed the place. In truth, she was beginning to feel like this was more her home than her actual one did. It had nothing to do with the break-in and vandalism at her house but everything to do with the cute, sweet yellow Lab and white teacup poodle who both greeted her so lovingly - and most especially, the handsome tall blond man with whom she'd chosen to share her life.
She belonged here... She felt that, and never before had anything hit her in such a deeply profound way.
"I love it here," the redhead suddenly blurted, facing her boyfriend and wrapping her arms around him. "And I love *you*." She smiled brightly as they gazed into one another's eyes.
Adam felt momentarily speechless. This woman was so precious, so special. He pulled her closely against him and lowered his head, his lips softly pressing against hers. The movement was almost tentative at first as he just brushed her soft lips with his own, and then, when she held more fastly to him, he deepened it. Their tongues met hotly, and he groaned as he felt her press her beautiful, curvaceous body more tightly to him.
"I love you," Adam breathed moments later as their lips separated. He held her tightly to him, rocking her back and forth ever so slightly. She felt so incredibly good in his arms, it felt like he'd died and gone to heaven.
"Just hold me forever?" Her voice came out soft and almost childlike, her words more a statement than an actual question.
The Canadian smiled, his heart doing the most amazing flipflops that only the truest love could produce.
"Forever and then some," he murmured, his lips near her ear. He kissed her hair, her temple, and the fingers of his left hand gently traced her lovely profile.
As their gazes locked and held, Amy wondered what she had ever done to be so fortunate as to have this wonderful, warm, beautiful man. She didn't know the answer, yet at the same time, she certainly wasn't going to complain. He was the best thing to have happened to her in so long a time.
Pushing up on her tiptoes, the redhead kissed him firmly, madly, passionately. He returned it with fervor, a soft, muffled groan escaping him. The kiss went on and on as Adam suddenly lifted Amy up off her feet. They broke it briefly as the blond man swept her into his arms to carry her down the hall to the bedroom.
They ended up on the bed, where he laid her and got on beside her, his green eyes already making love to her. In a second, Adam was on her as their lips met again. He lavished just about every crevice of her soft, warm, velvety mouth with his tongue, loving the way she tasted.
Amy made a little sound of pleasure as she curled her fingers in his soft blond hair, pulling him even closer. She loved kissing him, loved the feel of his lean, muscular, masculine body on hers, loved the feel of him inside of her.
Yes, this was definitely where she belonged... She was home.
Adam allowed his large hands to roam all over her, and he tugged gently on her clothing, slowly removing it. All the while, they kept kissing, breaking it only to allow for garments to be undone or taken off.
Amy's breathing was heavier as she helped him remove his clothes as well, the desire in his green eyes making her tremble. She loved him so much, loved seeing that look in his eyes. Never had she felt as wanted and as loved as she did with him.
The redhead turned around as the Canadian went for the clasp of her bra, and she sighed as he ran his hands down the sides of her body. She leaned into his touch and nearly died as she felt his hands gently brush aside her long hair, followed by his lips on the nape of her neck. Once he concluded the gentle affection, she repositioned herself into a crouching position, welcoming him, but the blond man had other ideas as he kissed her shoulder, tapping her. She glanced over at him.
"No, not like this," Adam whispered. There was an easy smile on his handsome face. "I want to be able to see you tonight. I want to witness every reaction, every bit of pleasure on that beautiful face."
Amy turned around into a kiss, and she returned it fervently, her arms encircling his neck. He kissed her and kissed her, ending it with a sweet, tender little kiss on the tip of her nose.
Afterward, the redhead laid back, her eyes wide open and gazing up into his. She loved watching him as well, and loved the soft groan he emitted when she felt him enter her. He pumped in and out of her slowly at first, giving her time to adjust to his size. But Amy was ready as she gave some upward thrusts of her own, meeting him with perfect synchronicity.
She gasped at the sensations shooting through her. It felt amazing.
Not much longer after that, she was crying out as she came. The blond man kept thrusting fast and hard, enabling the climax to draw out even longer and more intense.
Adam groaned as he felt his own orgasm hit. He clenched his teeth, sucking a deep breath in between them and let go. The intensity of it nearly knocked him out. And when it was over, Amy clung to him, and he kissed her over and over again, the affection he felt nearly fierce. He simply couldn't get enough of her, whether he was making love to her, kissing her, or just sitting quietly by her side.
He smiled as he kissed her again, then placed his lips near her ear.
"I love you."
The redhead chuckled softly and placed her palms on his cheeks, drawing his face to hers. She kissed him on the lips before responding.
"I love you, too."