Pendelton Manor (28 page)

Tonight was the first time they had resumed their Saturday night pizza and party night, and the first time Rachel agreed to have sex with Ash. Both Adrian and Adam had included Ash in as a third on occasion, but other than those rare times, Ash kept a platonic relationship with Rachel, insisting he could wait until she was ready. By the look of her now, it seems she was more than ready.

Sophie too, had changed in the past six months. Even though she now had a family with these people, she still mourned the daughter she lost and resigned herself to the fact that the void left by Emily’s passing would always be with her. But now, whenever the weight of that loss threatened to consume her, she had Adrian to turn to, Adrian who drew her out of her black depression with his patience and strength, and sometimes his downright bullying.

It was Adrian who had convinced her to go back to school and finish her degree, Adrian who had surprised her by planting a beautiful pine out back and making a small bench with Emily’s name and the dates of her birth and death engraved on it to place under the trees boughs, giving her a place to go to feel close to her daughter since her remains had been cremated and buried in a biodegradable urn. And it was Adrian who held her every night and who had finally broke through her defenses and convinced her to give a relationship with him a try.

But it was Adam and Ash who had surprised her with a pair of kittens, one coal black, one lily white, who were a constant source of delight, entertainment and nuisance.

“Next time, we all do dishes.” Adrian led Sophie over to the large stuffed chair that faced the benches and sat down before drawing her slowly over his lap with a wicked gleam in his eyes. “Have I told you lately that you have a world class ass?” he asked as he drew up her skirt and lowered her panties.

Just that quickly, Sophie’s thoughts turned to pleasure, her heart beat sped up in anticipation and her pussy dampened with excitement. Bracing her hands on the floor before turning her face to look back up at him with an impish grin, she replied, “No, tell me again,” as she wiggled her ass in temptation.

Adrian gifted her with one of his rare grins and smacked her cheek, hard. “You are incorrigible. Behave.”

“Are you going to make me beg? I really hate it when you do that.”

The last few months had been difficult for Adrian. James’ betrayal and death had affected all of them, but he had the added guilt of the way he had suspected and treated Adam and Ash weighing on him. Even though neither cousin blamed him and both had wanted to let it go, Sophie saw how Adrian still struggled with his guilt. There had been days he had reverted to the coldly indifferent man she had met upon her arrival here and she soon learned that if she left him alone to brood, he only got more taciturn. So if teasing or seducing didn’t work to bring him around, she simply told him to knock it off. Strangely enough, that would do it.

Tonight he seemed more relaxed, in a good mood and definitely of a mind to torment her endlessly. “Well?” she demanded when he didn’t answer her.

“I haven’t decided yet. There are times I love hearing you beg, but then again, there are those times when I don’t want to wait either.” Rubbing her buttocks, he smiled when Rachel cried out in climax, Ash’s face buried between her legs as she ground her hips against him. It was good to see her start to come out of her shell. Sophie’s gyrating hips and frustrated sigh made him smile wider right before he slapped her other cheek.

Moaning, Sophie relished the slight sting and tingling warmth as she waited breathlessly for the next swat. She spent an awful lot of time in this position, something she never seemed to tire of. Adrian smacked her again, this one a little harder, and again, harder still. He was a master at raising her excitement slowly with each precisely placed slap, knew exactly how hard to smack to bring about just enough pain to spike her arousal. Within minutes, her buttocks swelled with aching heat, her pussy following suit as her cream gathered until it coated her lips and seeped along her thighs.

Keeping her head down, she sank into the pleasure/pain as he continued to pepper her buttocks and thighs with sharp slaps followed by tantalizing caresses until she was lifting against his palm, aching for more. When he lightly grazed her slit, she whimpered in need, when he rasped over her clit with just enough pressure to increase her aching need, she groaned in frustration and when he landed a particularly hard blow in the middle of her ass, she cried out in shocking desire.

Ash and Adam turned to grin at them and Adrian nodded to let them know he was ready. When he knew he had their attention, he once again slid tantalizingly past her puffy folds to barely stroke her small, tight bundle of nerves.

“Sophie, I want to ask you something.”

Sophie turned a face red with frustrated arousal up to him and glared. “Now? Well hurry up and ask.” When his face closed abruptly and he glared at her, she added softly, “Please,” deciding she’d get more with a bit of honey.

“That’s better. Sophie, do you love me?” he asked as he continued to barely stroke over her clit before retreating, again and again.

Heart pounding erratically with more than frustrated lust, Sophie knew this moment was coming. He had told her repeatedly he loved her but insisted she not return the words until she was sure. She had avoided saying them just as she had tried to avoid falling in love all these months. But with patience and calm assurance, he had worn her down, melting her resistance like wax on a burning candle, until nothing was left but the flame. It made no sense, falling for a man who was so moody, so dominant and controlling, but then again, nothing that had happened to her since she stepped foot in Pendelton Manor had made much sense. She thought of the beautiful tree he had planted out back, her own special spot. On second thought, it made perfect sense that she would fall for a man like him.

“You know I do,” she said in a choked voice. When he simply raised a brow and once again teased her, this time by pinching her clit between two fingers then releasing it before the beginning tremors of an orgasm could erupt. “Okay, okay,” she practically wailed. “I love you. Now, please, please can I come?”

With a grin, Adrian reached in his pocket and withdrew a ring and handed it to her. “Put this on and set a date first.”

Eyes bulging at the size of the diamond, she whispered, “Holy shit, Adrian.” Misgivings threatened to assail her, especially the thought of having another baby, making her hesitate.

Adrian had gotten good at reading her expressions and knew immediately when she was thinking of Emily. Softly, he assured her, “All I’m asking of you is to be my wife. Anything else will be your choice. I just want you, Sophie.”

Knowing how short life could be, Sophie slipped the ring on and threw caution to the wind. Right now, all she wanted was Adrian also, well, Adrian and a climax. “How about Halloween? We could all dress up in costumes.”

“That’s two weeks away!” Rachel exclaimed as Ash wiped the tears that ran down her face.

“Perfect,” Adrian quickly agreed. He wasn’t taking the chance she’d change her mind. “Now,” he demanded, “Come for me, Sophie.”

This time when he latched onto her clit, he didn’t let go and within seconds, Sophie felt the scorching hot pleasure of a climax flowing through her veins like hot lava and let the volcano of sensations erupt and take her over.

Before she had time to come down from her explosive high, Adrian flipped her over, stripped her, and impaled her on his hard cock. “Ride me, Sophie. Take me so deep I can’t find my way out.”

Bracing her hands on his shoulders and using just her thighs, Sophie lifted off his cock then slowly lowered herself again, teasing both of them as she enveloped him in her wet heat with a tantalizing clasp of her vaginal walls before lifting off of him again. He wasn’t the only one who could tease, she thought as she watched his eyes glaze over before narrowing on her.

Adrian groaned as he leaned forward and took a pouting nipple into his mouth, suckled it, pushed it against the roof of his mouth, grabbed it between his teeth and nibbled before reluctantly releasing it to do the same to the other one. As Sophie continued her tormentingly slow glides up and down his shaft, he smacked her ass sharply just as he bit down on her nipple. Lifting his head, he grated, “Remember, I always win.”

And as she increased her movements, taking his cock deeper, faster until he felt the searing heat of a climax filling him from his balls up, the echo of pleasure coming from the rest of his family, he thought he did indeed win when Sophie stepped foot inside Pendelton Manor.

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