Adam, Enough Said (This Can't be Happening) (32 page)

It was pitch black when my eyes opened and I blinked a few times to clear my vision. I felt Mia move.

“Adam,
are you awake?” she breathed against my ear as her nails raked down my stomach, which tightened at her touch. Next thing I knew, her hand was in the front of my shorts and I was painfully hard the second she took me in her hand. I hissed when her thumb circled the tip.

“Mia,” I said, my voice hoarse.

“I need you inside me,” she demanded, her voice low and husky from sleep. I groaned when she nipped my earlobe.

Was I still dreaming?

She continued to work her hand up and down, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure as she kissed and nipped my neck. I wanted to give her what she wanted, I really did, but I didn’t want her to stop either.

O
nly a few seconds later she did, but it was so fast I nearly missed it. She whipped the t-shirt over her head, shimmied out of my sweats and her panties, and had my boxers down to my ankles before I realized what was happening.

T
hen I was in her mouth and I groaned. She started out slow, teasing, licking and flicking the tip with her tongue, before her mouth grew greedy, going deep, taking sharp pulls and squeezing me in her fist.

I cupped
her jaw and felt her mouth working hard, which only turned me on more.

“Baby, if you want me inside you, you’re going about it the wrong way,” I admitted, because
what she was doing felt too fuckin’ good. She pumped her hand a few more times and then lifted to crawl up my body. When she straddled my lap, my hand went straight for her sweet spot and I caressed her with my thumb. I heard her loud exhale, like she’d been desperate for the relief.

She worked herself a few times against my thumb before whispering, “I’m ready
.” She lifted herself higher, and I gripped her hips. She gripped me, found her core and slowly lowered herself down until full.

Then she stopped.

“You’re big. Give me a minute,” she whispered, and
fuck
if that wasn’t what every man wanted to hear.

I
grew so hard I almost felt sorry for her.

I could barely see her with the light shining
through from the windows, but what I could see had me captivated.

Her hair was wild
and wavy, like a mane and I wanted to tangle my fingers in it. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy and her full lips were slightly parted. Her heavy breasts and the perfectly pink tips were beautiful and called out to me. My mouth watered. Her stomach was flat, but she was thick, like my woman should be.

“You belong to me…all of you,” I growled, and
my fingertips pressed deeper into the soft flesh at her hips. Her eyes opened and locked on mine.

“I’ve missed you
so much, Adam,” she admitted as she lowered her body over mine. Her breasts crushed against my chest, her hands wrapped around my neck and she kissed me. Never breaking eye contact.

“My heart, Mia,” I
breathed against her lips. I cupped her face in my hands and she started rocking herself on me. I lifted my hips to go deeper. She picked up the pace. My hands went back to her hips and I pressed down on her as I lifted myself higher. Her mouth hit my neck and she licked me and bit me and I could hear her uneven breathing in my ear.

She rocked herself
faster and when I met her pace, her nails sunk into my shoulders.

“
That’s it, Baby,” I groaned.

“You make me crazy,” she said breathlessly, and with how her insides were t
ightening around me, I took crazy as a good thing.

“Back at you,
Baby. Now, give me your mouth.”

She lifted her head, slammed her mouth down on mine and our tongues tangled
, caressed and fought for possession. I could feel her everywhere and I needed to go deeper. I wanted to devour her.

S
he moaned, “I’m coming.”

Thank fuck.

I felt her grow wetter and her insides clenched around me like a vise. I was ready to explode, but I wanted her to finish first.

“Come with me,” she breathed in the middle of her orgasm,
and I didn’t fight it. I gave in. I groaned and pumped twice more, before slamming her hips down on mine as I spilled inside her.

We were both panting when it was over and Mia collapsed on top of me
like a blanket.

“I’m exhausted,”
she whispered.

I chuckled,
“I bet.”

She grumbled, “You’re supposed to say you’re exhausted too.”

I smiled and let my hands travel down her back to squeeze her ass. “Baby, I’m fuckin’ wiped.”

I felt her smile against my chest as her han
d traced circles over my heart.

“That’s better,” she whispered
, and I lay there feeling full and whole again. I caressed her back until I felt her breathing deepen and her body grew heavy. I thought to move her, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it, so I snagged the covers on the side she'd been sleeping on and flipped them over us both. I hugged her to me until I fell asleep.

My eyes flew open and my arms automatically tightened around Mia’s waist when I felt her body jerk. “What is it? What’s wrong?” I asked, as I looked up at her face. My voice was rough with sleep and I was hot from Mia's body. She hadn't moved an inch since falling asleep last.

“I thought I heard something,
but I’m not sure. Sorry,” she muttered and rested her head back on my chest.

I glanced to the night
stand and exhaled. Eight o’clock in the morning.

T
hen I heard what Mia must have heard. Banging on the front door. I growled.

“Told you I heard something,” Mia muttered as she lifted her head again.

“Fuck ‘em,” I said as I gripped Mia’s ass and squeezed, ready for my morning fill. I had gone too long without her.

“Adam! I know you’re home so open the door!” I hear
d Lex shout from outside the house and Mia’s body stiffened. “Don’t make me use my spare key! Layla wants to see you!” she continued and about a million ways to kill Lex flashed through my mind.

“Bitches be crazy,” I muttered to myself.

“Who is that?” Mia asked as she crawled off me, and I hated the loss, but something about knowing Mia was finally going to finally meet my sister-in-law and my niece made me anxious.

“It’s Lex. Get dressed,
Freckles. I’ll introduce you,” I said as I jumped out of bed.

“But… I don’t have anything to wear,” Mia said
with uncertainty and I spoke as I dressed in navy blue track pants and a white t-shirt.

“You look good in anything. Just put on my clothes from last night. We’ll go get your stuff from your apartment later today.”

“Adam! Layla and I are in the house! You better not come out naked!” Lex shouted again and I shouted back, “I’ll be right down! Don’t come up here!” I walked to the bathroom.

When I walked
back out, Mia was still sitting up in bed with the covers up to her neck, and she looked scared to death.

I
froze.

"Freckles, you okay?"

She shook her head. "Why are you so comfortable with this? Isn't Lex your girlfriend?"

My brows met in confusion and I had to think about her questions. Where would she get --
it hit me. When I'd taken her home from the grocery store, I'd been with Lex, and when Mia had alluded to Lex being my girlfriend, I hadn't corrected her because I was pissed that she'd told me she had a boyfriend.

"Mia, Lex is my s
ister-in-law. Layla is my niece."

S
he mouthed, "Oh," with her lips, but she still didn't move.

"Come on,
Freckles, get dressed and come meet them."

"But... I don't think that's such a good idea.
Do they know who I am?"

"It's a great idea, and they're about to find out. Just get dressed," I rushed as I headed out of the room not wanting to give Mia any more time to argue.

I jogged down the stairs with a little more pep in my step.

“Ohhhh…Momma is soooo mad at you!” Layla shouted as soon as sh
e saw me coming down the stairs. I grinned, and as soon as my feet hit the floor, I scooped her up and kissed her forehead.

“Missed you,
Squirt.”

“I’m not a squi
rt,” she pouted and my grin grew bigger.

“Where the heck have you been?”
Lex asked next. “I’ve called you a million times, Trish has called you a million times and so did Lan... if you can believe it. We’ve been worried about you and you’re acting like you won the lottery. What’s going on?”

“I’ve been with Mia --”

“Who’s Mia?” Lex snapped and just as I opened my mouth to answer, I heard a sweet, “I’m Mia,” said from the stairs. I twisted my neck and saw Mia standing halfway down the stairs, but she looked pale.

My grin died.

“Freckles, everything all right?" I asked, but her eyes wouldn't meet mine. They were stuck on Layla.

"Sorry, yes, I'm fine,"
Mia said so quietly I almost didn’t hear her. Then she looked at me a nanosecond before returning her gaze back to Layla in my arms.

I looked at Layla and m
y heart rate increased. I squeezed my eyes shut because I couldn't believe I forgot.

Layla looks just like me
. Why didn’t I warn her
?

When I heard Mia finish her descent down the stairs, I opened my eyes and she was standing next to Lex.

"Hi, we never really got a chance to meet properly. I'm Mia,"
she said in introduction as she held out her hand to Lex, who stared at her hand in shock.

"Lex,
you might want to close your mouth," I suggested, and at the sound of my voice, she snapped out of her daze and shook Mia's hand.

"Sorry,
I'm Lex. It's really nice to meet you."

"I'm Layla,
" Layla chimed in and Mia twisted her neck so fast I thought it might snap, but a smile played on her lips.

"Hi,
Layla," she said softly. "It's really nice to meet you. You're a very beautiful girl."

"Thank
you, you're beautiful too," Layla said quickly. "I want your freckles."

Chapter Twenty-Four

Mia Bryant

I was so light headed, I thought I might faint. It was uncanny how much Layla looked like Adam... she could possibly be his twin, with long black hair and amazingly bright eyes, but hers weren't greenish-blue. They were amber. She had to be around six or seven and the moment I saw her, I nearly had a heart attack.

"
So, Munchkin, you wanna tell me why your mom is soooo mad at me?" Adam asked and Layla's nose scrunched up.

"'
I'm not a munchkin," she huffed. "And Momma said she's been calling you and calling you, but you wouldn't answer. Daddy told her it's 'cause you have woman problems... What are woman problems?" She tilted her head to the side and studied Adam's face. I couldn't help but grin. I looked at Adam; his eyes were already on me.

"Layla," her mom
scolded.

"Trust me, beautiful girl... you're gonna be the cause of
many
woman problems for some poor boy in the future. I pity your dad--"

"Adam,"
I heard growled in warning from the front door and my eyes flew to find the voice. I sucked in a breath so loud I knew the whole room heard.

Holy shit!

“Hi, Daddy!” Layla chirped.

It was
Adam’s brother.

Landyn
.

I couldn’t believe
that in my current state of shock, I actually remembered his name. There was no mistaking the resemblance. He was a slightly younger version of Adam. They were almost the same height, but Landyn looked a tad bit taller, maybe because of his hair. It was inky, and jet-black, just like Adam’s, except Landyn’s was longer and messy. His eyes…
oh my God
, they were an a-freaking-mazing citrine color. He had a square jaw like Adam, but his was covered in scruff and he didn’t have a cute little dimple in the center of his chin.

B
ut he was still sexy as fuck.

He was wearing a white t-shirt and jeans, and Adam was wearing a white t-sh
irt and track pants.

Oh, goodness gracious.

Landyn was carrying a baby girl dressed in a frilly pink dress, and don’t ask me why, but that made him a zillion times hotter. All big and muscular and badass looking, holding a tiny, fragile, little angel in his arms.

My eyes watered
at the sight.

“Freckles
,” I heard Adam call out in a tone that wasn’t all too happy, but I didn’t face him right away.