One Night with Sole Regret 02 Tempt Me (17 page)

Her core clenched.
“Will
we
be able
to see others doing it?” She took another look at the picture on
the screen and groaned.

“
If that’s your kink.” He
grinned crookedly and winked at her. “You’d better get that condom
open if you want me back here.” He slipped a finger into her
well-lubed ass.

She dropped the phone and fumbled with
the condom wrapper. Finally, she was able to open the little
package. She tried to hand the condom to him, but he was still
gripping her legs, still staring at where their bodies were
connected.

“
Adam,” she whispered.
“Take it.”

“
Okay, just give me another
minute.”

His motions became more vigorous, his
breathing more ragged. Just when she thought he was going to let
go, he pulled out, gulping desperately for air, his body twitching,
his eyes squeezed tightly shut.

“
Oh God,” he said. “I could
look at that for a lifetime.”

She was perfectly okay with that. “I
love you,” she said.

He opened one eye and grinned. “Love
you too. Where’s that condom?”

She’d accidentally dropped it while
she’d been watching him get off on the sight of their joined
bodies. The cream-colored circle was stuck to her chest. Chuckling,
he retrieved the condom and fumbled between her legs as he unrolled
it over his length. With her hands, Madison held her legs up and
wide while he readied himself. While he applied more lube, she
trembled with anticipation. She wondered how two parts of her,
which were so close together and so similar in design, could feel
so very different when filled with him.

He nudged against her ass and entered
her slowly, applying even more lube as he penetrated deeper. She
really didn’t mind the soreness produced by too little lubrication,
but loved that he cared about her comfort. He plunged inside with
little resistance. Buried balls deep, he paused.

“
Okay?”

She nodded. “Love it.”

“
I thought you might be too
tender from earlier.”

“
I feel great. I want it
hard.”

“
Hold your legs for me,
okay? I’m going to try something. Tell me if you want me to
stop.”

Oh
hell
yes. He’d never once
disappointed her when he
tried
something. She nodded eagerly.

His strokes were deep and straight,
and oh so hard. He pulled out completely several times driving her
to blissful moans. Her pussy was starting to protest its emptiness.
That was why she thought being filled with two cocks at once would
be spectacular. Already, her vagina was jealous because her ass was
getting all the attention. Adam slipped two fingers into her
emptiness and tugged them in and out with the same rhythm he was
using to take her ass.

“
Oh God,” she
moaned.

Another finger joined the first two.
She screamed her encouragement, rocking with him to work against
his hand, his cock.

“
More!” she
demanded.

He rotated his hand and filled her
more. Most of his hand—all four fingers—plunged in and out of her
clenching pussy. It sucked at his hand greedily, wanting still
more. She fleetingly hoped he’d fist her, but before she could beg
him to do it, his thumb brushed her clit and she exploded into a
million pieces of blinding ecstasy.

Her body was still seizing with the
hardest orgasm of her life when he pulled out, stripped the condom
off and positioned the head of his cock over her trembling lips. He
pumped himself twice and let go, his fluids squirting into her
mouth and across her face. She was breathing too hard to suck the
head of his twitching cock, but she rubbed him with her trembling
lips, wanting to give him at least a fraction of the pleasure he’d
given her.

He collapsed on the bed beside her.
Madison straightened her legs, smiling because she could still feel
that he’d been inside her, in her naughty, wet hole. She licked his
salty cum from her lips, pleased he’d remembered to give her what
she’d asked for.

“
Fuck, Madison. You’re too
hot for your own good.” He groaned. “For
my
own good.”

She’d never had a man call her hot
before. Pretty. Sweet. Cute, even. But never hot. She squirmed
around on the bed so she could rest her head on his heaving stomach
and traced the narrow strip of hair on his lower belly with one
finger. “That was amazing,” she whispered. “I’ve never come that
hard before.”

“
I’m glad I satisfied
you.”

“
I had no doubt. You never
disappoint me.”

He placed a hand on the back of her
head and pressed her face against him. “I do love you, Madison
Fairbanks. I wish this night would never end.”

She wished that too.

Using Adam as the sexiest pillow in
existence, Madison had almost drifted to sleep when the phone rang
and shattered the tranquility of the moment.

Adam groaned in protest. “Don’t answer
that,” he said. “It’s probably Shade. He can’t sleep unless he
bitches me out right before bedtime.”

“
It’s almost two,” Madison
said. “It might be an emergency.”

She scrambled across the bed and
lifted the receiver. “Hello?”

“
Oh, hey there, baby,” a
man said in a grizzly voice. “Is my son around?”

“
I think you have the wrong
number.” Madison knew for a fact that Adam did not associate with
his father. It had been his father who’d gotten him addicted to
drugs in the first place.

“
This isn’t Adam Taylor’s
room?”

Her forehead crinkled. “Yeah. This is
Adam’s room.”

“
Well, let me talk him,” he
said loudly. “I need him to get me something special on his way
home.”

Adam sat up beside her on the bed.
“Who is it?” he asked.

She wasn’t sure how it was possible,
but . . . “It’s your father.”

Fuck.
Why did the old man have to ruin everything? It wasn’t enough
that his father had run off Adam’s mother, ruined his childhood and
introduced him to drugs. Nope, he had to call his hotel room at two
o’clock in the goddamned morning and make his unwanted presence
known to Madison. So much for getting rid of the bastard before
Madison could find out his toxic existence was back in Adam’s
life.

“
What do you want?” Adam
said into the phone.

“
Cocaine,” his dad answered
in his two-pack-a-day rasp.

“
I’m not getting anything
for you. We’ve been through this.” No matter how many times he told
his father that he was clean now, the man didn’t believe him. He
thought Adam was holding out on him.

His father clicked his tongue. “What
good is it to have a rock-star son if he doesn’t share his prime
drug sources with you?”

Adam couldn’t bring himself to look at
Madison, because even though she’d said he never disappointed her,
he knew this would.

“
I have to go,” Adam
said.

“
Will you be home
tomorrow?”

“
Yeah.” His stomach twisted
in knots, Adam hung up.

“
When were you going to
tell me he was back in your life?” Madison said in her calm,
professional voice.

Damn it. Adam shrugged, turned off the
TV and switched off the lamp on his side of the bed. “Let’s go to
bed. I’m tired.”

“
Adam!”

“
I’m working on getting rid
of him, all right? Give it a rest.”

“
I’m not going to give it a
rest. Is he the real reason you didn’t want me to visit you in
Austin?”

He plumped his pillow and stretched
out on his side with his back to her.

“
Don’t you fucking shut me
out, Adam.” There was no calm professionalism in her tone
now.

“
I don’t want to talk about
this.”

“
You told me he was out of
your life. Did you lie to me about that too? How can I believe
anything you say?”

“
That wasn’t a lie.
He
was
out of my
life. He came to visit a few months ago and he’s been staying at my
place ever since.” He impersonated his father’s grating voice to
say, “
About time you were good for
something, boy. You rock stars have access to all the best drugs.
Do your daddy a favor and get me some choice cocaine. Been way too
long since we snorted a line of blow together, son. It’ll be just
like old times.
”

“
So you’ve been doing drugs
with your father again?”

He hadn’t, but guilt clenched his gut
as if he had. He shook his head. “No, but he has drugs stashed all
over my house. I hope to fucking God my parole officer doesn’t
decide to drop in for a visit. The only reason I didn’t do any jail
time last year is because I agreed to see you. If they find drugs
in my house, I’ll do time behind bars for sure.”

“
Adam, you have to get rid
of him.”

Adam flopped onto his back and stared
at the ceiling. He still couldn’t bring himself to look her in the
eye. He couldn’t handle the disappointment he feared he’d see in
her gaze. Or the mistrust.

“
Ideally, yes.
Realistically, the man does whatever the fuck he wants to do. That
will never change.”

“
I could try talking to
him. Does he even realize how much trouble he can get you
in?”

“
Does he care, Madison?
Does a man who shoots up his thirteen-year-old son with heroin as
his
rite of
manhood
care about anything but an
altered state of mind?” Adam had broken down the first time he’d
told Madison about his thirteenth birthday. And then he’d cussed
her out for making him cry. And then he’d cried again. It had been
his first step to healing and the first time she’d held him. Maybe
that was when he’d fallen in love with her.

“
I could turn him in when
you’re out on the road,” Madison said. “You wouldn’t be the one to
get busted then. He would.”

“
I don’t want him in jail.
Has jail ever helped an addict? It just turns people with
addictions into criminals with addictions.”

“
I can help him the way I
helped you, but you’re my priority. We have to keep him away from
you until he’s clean.”

He sighed. “Madison, I don’t want you
to get involved. This is a family issue.”

“
That’s
bullshit!”

He didn’t argue. He knew it was
bullshit, but he didn’t want her to get involved. He had this
situation under control.

“
Adam,” she said, “you had
to know if you told me, I’d get involved. It’s my job. No, more
than that.” She slapped his belly. “It’s who I am. I
have
to help.”

“
But it won’t help
anything, Madi. For an addict to become clean, he has to want it.
And my father loves his lifestyle.” Loved it more than his wife and
his son.

“
Sometimes we have to force
them to want it.”

He shook his head at her. “You don’t
really believe that. You’re too smart to believe you can force
it.”

She released a heavy sigh.
“Will you at least let me talk to him? Try to reason with him.
For
your
sake.”

Adam rubbed his left eyebrow with the
side of his index finger. He always got a headache behind his left
brow when he was stressed. “I’ll talk to him,” he said, “and if he
won’t see reason, I’ll let you try to gain his
cooperation.”

Madison pursed her lips and then
nodded. “Okay. I trust you’ll do what you have to do to get him out
of your house. I do know some good counselors in Austin. If you
want, I could have someone—”

“
I’ll handle
it.”

Her entire body was tense as she
struggled to maintain her composure. Adam knew it was killing her
to leave this up to him, but he also knew his father, and the man
wasn’t ever going to change. The best thing would be to get him to
move out. If threats didn’t work, maybe bribes would.

Adam suddenly found himself buried
beneath Madison and enveloped in her tight embrace.

“
This must be so hard for
you, sweetheart,” she whispered and kissed his temple. “I know you
were just coming to terms with him being out of your life for good.
Do you want to talk about it?”

He drew a deep breath into his heavy,
aching chest. “When it’s over.”

She rose up on her arms and gazed down
at him, nodding in understanding. “Okay. Day or night, I’ll be here
when you need me.”

This.
This
is why he loved her with every
particle of his existence. What would he ever do without her? He
wished he’d told her the instant his father had darkened his
doorstep. He didn’t have to go through this alone. He had Madison.
Madison who understood him. Madison who helped him find his way.
He’d never had anyone to depend on before. It was both terrifying
and a huge relief to realize that she was there for him when he
needed her. “I love you,” he said. “How can I ever repay you for
everything you’ve done for me?”