Perfectly Flawed (22 page)

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Authors: Emily Jane Trent

Looking down, Adrianna saw Sean’s washboard abs, tight with effort. A tingle fingered through her core, expanding outward. The feel of his thick cock filling her up was too much. He
leaned down to kiss her and then tugged on her lower lip. Then kissed her again, hard.

Adrianna lost it. Involuntarily, her sex clenched and her clit burned. Then she moaned, long and loud. In the same second, Sean throbbed inside her and his cock pulsed. As a new, more powerful orgasm ravaged her, Adrianna felt Sean come inside her. His body was hard, and he pulsed again and again.

Adrianna convulsed around him, propelling through the intensity of her release. Together they rose to a peak and balanced there in a shared moment. Right then, she felt so close to Sean, they were one. They felt the magnitude of the connection, let it take them, and pressed together, collapsed on the other side of it.

Sean’s chest touched hers, and Adrianna could feel his pulse still pounding. She ran her fingers through his hair and let her hands rest on his back, but he didn’t stir. Nothing could ever be as good as this.

Sliding onto the bed, Sean pulled her into his arms and held her in a loving embrace. He kissed the top of her head and squeezed her tight. “I love you,” he said. “You’re amazing.”

Adrianna looked up at Sean, feeling immense satisfaction. Her whole body tingled with pleasure and she felt warm deep inside. There was no reason to hold back, and she wanted so badly to tell him what she’d never had the chance to the other day.

“I love you, Sean. I love you so much.” The joy she saw in his eyes was something she’d never forget.

He smiled. “Don’t ever stop, love.” And he kept smiling. “Just don’t ever stop.”

No matter what happened, Adrianna was glad she’d said it. And she meant it. She loved Sean and nothing would ever change that.

 

Chapter 26

Despite the late hour—actually early, since it was after one in the morning—Sean made scrambled eggs while Adrianna freshened up. Missing dinner and then spending time reuniting had really helped work up an appetite.

He tossed some bacon into the skillet to go with the eggs and put a couple of pieces of bread in the toaster. Adrianna came out wearing one of his long-sleeved dress shirts, the tails reaching to her knees.

“You know, you’re cute when you’re drunk.” Sean had refilled her coffee and sat it on the table for her.

Adrianna slid into one of the wooden chairs. “I wasn’t that drunk.”

“You weren’t looking from where I was.” Sean grinned.

“You’re such a kidder.” Adrianna sipped the hot coffee.

After slipping the fluffy eggs onto two plates and tossing some crispy bacon on top, Sean served. He pushed the button to pop the toast and tossed it on top of the breakfast concoction, then sat next to her.

The aroma of the food made his stomach rumble. “Eat, please,” he said. “I have more plans for you.”

Sean scooped a big bite of eggs and followed it with a chunk of bacon. He pushed the butter and jam closer to Adrianna and nodded. She smiled and began slathering strawberry jam on her toast. He hadn’t seen her take a bite yet.

The food went down easily, filling the hole in his stomach. A plate of eggs and three slices of bacon later, he felt better. Munching on his toast, he looked over at Adrianna. He could swear she’d just moved the eggs around on her plate, because it looked as though there was just as much food there as when she started.

“I’m not a bad cook, you know.” He watched her take another sip of coffee. She looked beautiful and it wasn’t even the morning after. They were still cruising through the night before, if you could call one in the morning, night.

“It’s a good thing you texted my aunt. Otherwise she’d be worried.”

“As soon as I got you here, I let her know.”

“I didn’t even think you knew her.”

“Let’s just say I’ve gotten to know her recently.”

“I suppose.” Adrianna broke her toast in half and shook it to let any crumbs drop on her plate.

“How come you don’t drink?”

“I’m unstable…when I drink. I’m more likely to…”

“Cut?”

Adrianna nodded. “It’s kind of
an…obsession, you might say. I’ve got lots of ways to resist it now; I’ve learned how to. Unless it gets really bad, I guess.”

“You can come to me, Adrianna, just like I told you. You don’t have to resist so hard, just lean on me.”

“Trade one obsession for another?” Adrianna raised one eyebrow.

“Exactly.
I’m your new obsession…and I don’t want you to resist
me
.” Sean leaned across the table and kissed her, lingering just a moment.

Leaning back, he touched her jaw with his fingertips. “How’s your leg?”

“It’s okay. Doesn’t hurt.” She shrugged. “I might have a scar, though.”

“I’ll be surprised if you don’t. What did you use, a rusty can?” He winked at her.

“It’s your fault anyway.” But she was smiling.

“My fault?
You jump to conclusions and it’s my fault?” He smiled at her.

Adrianna nibbled the edge of her strawberry jam-laden toast.

“What were you doing in the parking garage, anyway?”

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“Nothing about you is obvious.”

“I went to see you. I wanted to catch you before you left to go to your parents’ house.”

“You were going to come with me?”

Adrianna nodded. “That was the plan. Of course, you ruined it.”

Sean grinned and grabbed his second piece of toast. Swiping a pat of butter over it, he said, “I have a way of doing that, don’t I?’

Adrianna pushed her plate back, having made a mess of it without eating much.

“So, I have to ask. What’s with going on with Kevin? Were you that mad at me?”

“Yes, I was. But that’s not why.”

Sean raised his eyebrows.

“I didn’t want to be alone. It’s not good for me to be alone when I’m…”

“Oh, got it. Sure.” Sean put his hand over hers. “You’re not alone anymore.”

Without bothering to clean up, Sean turned off the light and guided her out of the kitchen. In the master bathroom he reached under the sink and came up with a toothbrush.

“Just in case you need this. I’m not planning on taking you back home tonight.”

“You just happen to have a spare toothbrush?”

“They come in a ten-pack.”

“Expecting a lot of company?”

“Just you. You’re my company. Now, don’t stay in here too long.”

Sean shut the door behind him and went to use the other bathroom. It sure felt a lot better having Adrianna with him. Maybe he’d actually get some sleep—at some point, anyway.

Once Adrianna slid into bed next to him in the dark, Sean knew sleep wasn’t going to come soon. Her naked body pressed against him made him hard, and he wanted her. Touching her and caressing her long into the early morning, Sean finally dozed with his love in his arms. Once asleep, they must have slept like the dead, because when he opened his eyes it was ten in the morning.

Adrianna woke up, yawning and rubbing against him. “What time is it?”

“Early, very early,” he whispered, cupping her bottom in his hand and pressing her close.

Adrianna looked into his eyes and smiled. “Insatiable.”

“Mmm, always.”

It was eleven before they rolled out of bed and went to shower together. Sean covered the bandage on her thigh with plastic so it wouldn’t get wet. Washing Adrianna was quite a pleasure, and fondling her under the hot water was even more so. Her moans gave him such pleasure. Sean was reluctant to ever leave the apartment. They could just stay in there forever, have food sent in, and be happy.

While Adrianna dried her hair, Sean checked email. It was a weekday, though it felt like a holiday with his love spending the night for the first time. One email in particular caught his attention. Good news, he liked that. In the short time he’d been in business he’d acquired some good connections. It had paid off.

Adrianna came out wearing the tight red dress, and Sean nearly took her right back to bed.

“This is all I have to wear.”

“We’ll stop by your house, and I’ll wait downstairs while you change.”

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll see.”

Sean was hungry again, so after they went by for Adrianna to change clothes and get a fresh bandage, he stopped at Bowden Coffee Shop. He ordered a tuna melt and Adrianna had a cup of clam chowder. They washed it down with sweetened ice tea. He watched her eat the steaming soup, one spoonful after the other, satisfied at seeing her enjoy it.

Sean took his last swig of tea. “You know you really missed out the other night?”

“What do you mean?”

“At my mom’s.”

“Yeah, well, something specific?”

“She made her New York cheesecake with blueberry sauce.”

“Mmm, now I really regret not going with you.” Adrianna grinned.

“She says you have to come meet her, too. She can see I’m smitten, and
wants to see the lovely girl who has taken my heart. That’s how she put it.”

“Your mom sounds nice.”

“The best.”

“Okay, next time I’ll go.” Adrianna ran her fingertips over Sean’s hand. “Why won’t you tell me where we’re going now?”

“You’ll see soon enough.” The cotton shirt and macramé jacket Adrianna had changed into made her look adorable. The gold and pink colors suited her. Her freshly washed, blond hair fluffed out like in a magazine ad, as if an unseen fan blew on it.

“What are you looking at?”

“You.”

“What about me?”

“You do something to me, Adrianna. I mean it.”

She smiled demurely, and Sean’s heart skipped a beat.

“Come on, let’s go.”

He drove the short distance then navigated his Charger into the underground garage of the granite and stone building on Essex Street. Ignoring Adrianna’s puzzled look, he went around and opened her door. It was exciting, and he couldn’t wait to check it out. The guard checked his sheet when Sean gave his name. He reached into a drawer and handed over a key.

Taking Adrianna’s hand, Sean found the elevator to his floor, and in no time they were in the hallway. Using the key he’d been given, Sean opened the door wide and stepped in. Adrianna followed. The office space occupied one whole floor of the building. It was vacant but smelled clean.

The lobby had light blue walls and cream-colored flooring which Sean liked and thought he’d keep. He’d need to carpet some areas, furnish, and install cubicles in the production area. There was a conference room with a huge glass door; he’d be doing lots of business in there. Adrianna walked across the polished floor and went to the window to look out. Sean stood behind her, looking over the staggered heights of high rises in the financial district.

“Nice view.” Adrianna turned in his arms and looked up at him.

“Let’s look around.” It was a large space, enough to house a sizable staff—just what he had in mind. He took her down a long hall and they looked into several private offices. At the end was a large corner office that Sean planned to occupy.

Adrianna kept looking out all the windows as they went from room to room and examined the office space. “Big place. You have views in all directions.”

Sean nodded. “I’ve been here a couple of times, but it’s different when it’s yours.”

Adrianna stopped. “This is yours?”

“Well, not yet. But it will be. I’ve been building my business since high school. I have some high-profile clients now, and I’ll have more before too long. I need to staff up.”

“That’s impressive.”

“It is
kinda. I can’t believe it myself.” He took her hands. “I’ve been addicted to social media since I first discovered it. My hobby seems to be paying off. Companies have to get a handle on their social media programs to keep ahead of the competition. I’ve been working hard, building relationships. This office is something I really wanted. But they’re hard to get.”

“So how’d you manage it?” Adrianna seemed really interested.

“I’ve done some pretty amazing things for one of my clients, made a lot of money for him with some good strategies. And he’s in commercial real estate. He’s the one that made it happen.”

“Can you afford it?”

“Right now, I’m doing his work for free in exchange for the cost of the lease. But soon I’ll be able to afford it on my own. This will give me the chance to really make it. I need a staff, so I can handle the bigger projects. Now I’ll be able to.”

“When do you move in?”

“I’ll get a loan to do the renovations like adding cubicles, getting some art work, redoing the kitchen. It has to be right. The type of clientele I’ll bring here need to see affluence. Otherwise they won’t think I know what I’m talking about.”

“How long will that take, the renovations?”

“Hard to say. Haven’t done anything like this before. But I’ve secured the building. That’s the first step.”

“It’s exciting.”

“Yes, very.” Sean grinned. “And I just happen to know an excellent graphic artist.”

Adrianna giggled.

“And I know I’m going to need one.” Sean held her close and kissed her, noting the faint scent of his shampoo in her hair. Somehow having her share in his victory, one step toward his ultimate business dream, made it so much better.

The rest of the day drifted by like a dream.
Adrianna went to the HarborWalk with him, and they wound along the city’s waterfront through the downtown area. They talked about a lot of stuff, some important, plus a lot of nothing.

He loved seeing Adrianna laugh and smile. He teased her just to hear her giggle.
For those few hours, there were no worries, no pressures—just the two of them, together. Sean really felt like he was getting to know her. He felt like it was going to be okay. His love was beautiful, and not just on the outside. She had a beautiful heart. She just needed a chance.

He resolved to make things easier for her. Whatever had hounded her in the past, and whoever tormented her, would have to answer to him. All he wanted to do was protect her—love and protect her. A simple enough goal, though it seemed huge to him. Adrianna was the woman he wanted in his life, and he promised himself he’d take care of her.

Sean stopped with his arm around her, deciding what to do next.

“Don’t tell me…you’re hungry again.” Adrianna laughed, and the sound was music to Sean’s ears.

“Well, since you asked…”

“Okay, lead on. I could use a Coke.”

“You’re eating too.”

“If you say so.
Just take me someplace good.”

“You name it.”

“Let’s go to Adolpho’s in the North End. They have the best scampi I’ve ever had. And I love that romantic Italian music that plays, even in the restrooms.”

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