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*Present Time*
Weak... God, she felt so... weak.
Amy's breath was lost, her knees nearly giving out on her as the kiss went on and on, lasting seemingly forever. She probably would have slid straight down to the floor had it not been for Adam's strong arms banded around her waist, holding her tautly against his body.
She couldn't believe this, couldn't believe what was happening. Was she really standing here, in her hotel room with him, in his arms, kissing him more passionately than she could ever recall doing so with any other man before him? It all felt so very surreal, so much so that colors began swarming through her head, behind her tightly closed eyes.
The redhead nearly died as the tall blond Canadian man swirled his tongue deeply in her mouth, the muscle feeling so deliciously hot and slick as it tangled against her own. One of his hands had snaked up her body to curl gently but firmly into her hair, cradling her head as though to get a better angle at her lips. Amy gave herself in completely, all but forgetting sanity...
... Until she suddenly realized he was hard and throbbing against her.
"N-no," she moaned, her hand flying up to her mouth as she pulled back a moment later. Her gaze dipped down for the briefest moment as she observed the bulging hard-on all too evident in his tight jeans. That *had* to be painful for him. Quickly, she shifted her gaze away, her head shaking. "This is... this is wrong, Adam."
All of his nerves flew into his bright green eyes, and the blond man reached out for both her hands. Without a word at first, he kissed one of her hands, coating the back of it and then the palm with his moist lips, then turned his attention on the other. He showered her hands with kisses, and it was so sweet a gesture, a sharp pain swiftly permeated her heart.
Finally, Adam stopped and raised her right hand, placing it over the left side of his chest, over his heart. His emerald gaze fixed on her hazel eyes with emotion as he spoke.
"Can you honestly look me in the eye and say this is wrong?"
She couldn't seem to answer. Her mouth was suddenly so unbelievably dry. She blinked as she kept her eyes locked with his.
"You know," he whispered, his voice soft and husky, and as laced with lust as his eyes were filled with it. "You feel it... Amy, you know how right this feels." Again, he raised her hand, kissing it tenderly, his green eyes still locked on her sparkling hazel as he did so, and he could feel whatever small bit of resolve she had left trickling away. She loved him. She loved him just as much as he loved her - it was all too evident in her beautiful eyes. They were meant to be - and she knew it, too.
Amy's breathing was fast as she watched him kissing her hands once again. She was married... She was married to his best friend, to the man who'd been his very best friend since they were both nine years old, and yet... Whatever resolve she felt was slowly trickling away like an ice cube melting on a sizzling hot summer afternoon.
Her heart taking over, the redhead pulled her hand free of his grasp and she pushed forward, her body pressing right into his as she pulled his head down to hers. She kissed him fervently, feverishly as her fingers tangled into that long, beautiful, soft golden hair, and she nearly passed out as he instantly responded, his lips even more demanding than they'd been before.
Adam's voice came out in a breathless moan as he raised her up in his arms, his lips just breaking the contact from hers.
"I love you," he breathed.
Her eyes reduced to slits, her lips slightly parted, Amy felt as though she were falling... She was spiraling down, deep into a pit - that pit being the love she'd always felt for this man. His breath was soft and warm against her neck as she issued a whispered response.
"I love you, too..."
A moan escaped her as she felt his lips on her neck, and she willed him not to leave any marks on her. Neither of them could afford that - and he knew it. Jay would never understand... *No one* would understand. She nearly died at the sensation of Adam's tongue circling moist trails over the hollow of her throat, and her eyes rolled back in her head.
Suddenly, she was placed back on her feet, and the blond man backed her into the wall just beyond, his gaze filled with lust and longing as he raked it over her. Then, quickly, his hands were at her shirt. Their gazes locking, she raised her arms over her head to allow him to slip the garment off her. Immediately after, he attacked the button and zipper of her jeans.
Amy's breathing grew still heavier at the look in Adam's emerald green eyes as he drank her in from head to toe and back again. Never had she seen such longing in a man's eyes for her, and it nearly swept her away. He licked his lips as he reached out almost tentatively to her breasts, which were still encased in her black lace and satin bra. She swore softly as his large hands were suddenly on them, his fingers slipping inside the cups to find her already hardened nipples.
"Oh, God..."
He teased and tantalized her for a moment like this until he felt he could take no more himself. The blond man was panting by now, and he licked his lips as he quickly unhooked the delicate undergarment, freeing her breasts. God, she was beautiful... He felt as though he could cry out at her beauty, and also at the fact that his jeans were so crowded, it was painful.
Ignoring the combined pain-pleasure sensation of his erection still in the confines of the tight, ungiving denim, he instead turned his attention on the redhead's panties. Leaning forward again, he pressed his lips to her right breast, his hot, moist lips finding the nipple. He felt her stiffen for a beat as his tongue poked out, applying firm pressure on the sensitive bud, then relax as he moved one of his hands lower. And then she stiffened yet again as he found her inside of her panties. He swore at how very wet she was... She was soaking and more than ready for him.
"Sweet Jesus," the tall blond man moaned. He swirled his fingers around her sex for a moment, gathering up her juices. His gaze raised to meet her eyes, and a small smile touched his lips at the near ecstasy on her face. Then, slowly, he removed his hand from her, raising it up to his nose to savor her delicious scent. God, how she excited him.
In an instant, Amy pulled his head down to hers again, kissing the breath from him. He groaned in her mouth as their tongues met in a lusty battle. His erection still throbbed, pulsating against the zipper of his jeans.
Then, as though reading his mind, the redhead broke the fevered kiss, her lips parting as she shifted her gaze down to his pants. Her fingers worked quickly as they flew down to the button and zipper of the denim, and she undid them, much to his relief. Another kiss... He felt as though he were losing himself as he felt her lips dominating his, her hands slipping beneath his shirt and gently rubbing his abs. A moment later, she was helping him to remove the shirt, and then she turned her attention back to his jeans.
A moan escaped him as she slid the pants down, her hands and the hard fabric both coming into contact with his erection, and the sensation was amazing. He could only imagine how much more amazing it would feel once he was inside of her.
Amy worked somewhat slowly, her gaze lingering on his hardened, thickened member. He was freed, as she'd removed his briefs along with his jeans. She could feel drool itching to spill from one corner of her mouth as she stared down at his throbbing erection. She wanted that... She wanted to feel it, and to taste it. She wanted to just savor it. Most importantly, she had to know what it would feel like to have him inside of her.
The tall blond man kicked out of his shoes and socks as well, his gaze finding hers again, and he saw all the lust in her hazel eyes. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her. He knew he'd been right - they were meant to be.
He swore as he suddenly felt her small, warm hand gripping him. God, that felt unbelievably good. Just that mere touch was enough to make him nearly explode - but he didn't want to do that, not yet, and not that way.
In one swift move, he raised her up in his arms, and he didn't have to direct her as she instantly clasped her legs around his waist. His lips sought hers as he backed her against the wall, his member hovering and twitching just at her entrance. His sense of urgency hitting him hard, he held her up with one arm and gripped himself with the other - and then, guiding his way, he slid into her, filling her completely.
"Oh, my God!" she cried, her head flipping back at the sensation of him fully inside of her. He was so big and thick and hard. She'd never experienced a man as large as him - but it didn't hurt, and lord knew, she was ready for all of him.
The blond man began to pump in and out of her, his thrusts hard and fast, as he knew she was ready. He supported her body with both hands, and her legs wrapped even more tightly around his waist. A growl escaped him at the way she felt... And she felt so incredibly good. He craned his neck just enough to capture her willing lips in a searing kiss, never once stopping the thrusts. He felt as though he could die at just how incredible she felt around him.
"Oh, God..." he moaned. "Amy... I love you," he managed to choke out, his green eyes glazed with lust as he continued to slam into her. Her body lurched against the wall, her breasts and head bouncing with his thrusts. And then, he suddenly felt her walls clench up.
"Oh, God... Adam!" She cried out as she felt the waves of release hitting her, her breath rushing from her lungs as she came, her body stiffening and then nearly going limp in his grasp. The intensity of it nearly blew her over.
The blond man growled as he felt his own orgasm grip him, and he swallowed hard as he let go, his head ducking against her breasts. The pleasure was so great, and it seemed to go on and on, nearly knocking all the strength from his body.
Afterward, he made a contented sound deep in his throat. He remained inside of her for a few minutes, his head still against her breasts, and he felt so comfortable like that, he didn't want to move. Finally, he raised his head and met her eyes, which he noted looked totally sated. He smiled, then leaned in to kiss her.
Amy kissed him back eagerly, her breath still coming in fast. She couldn't quite believe what had happened between them. Yet, at the same time, she knew there was no going back. She loved him. And she knew he loved her.
She could only wonder what the future now held for them.