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"Adam"

I was caught off guard at his intimidating presence in front of me, both his hands were arrogantly against the door frame, the expression on his face indicating his patience has run dry.

Does he not know how to wear a damn shirt?

At first i thought he was purposely trying to show off his defined chest with half of his buttons popping open on his buttoned shirts, but having lived with him i've come to realize he's clumsy, lazy to put on his shirt correctly and also do not give a damn to wear it right.

The silver necklace draped over his neck glistened under the bright ceiling light in the hallway, his chocolate brown eyes demanding an answer from me.

"Were you expecting someone?" His cold voice sent chills down my spine. I almost don't recognize this demeanor of his, or maybe i do.

This was the Adam i first met. The man that scared me for the first half upon joining them. The man in front of me is not my boyfriend but the head of the Kings.

"What are you doing here?" my voice breaking but fighting to sound demanding, to overpower his cold and intimidating stature.

"No Antheia, what the fuck are you doing here?"

Releasing his grip on the the doorframe, he stormed in. Having absolutely no regards for my protests. He drove his hand through his hair, looking around the apartment before finally meeting my confused gaze.

So much for heading to Goodman's to avoid him coming over.

"Enough of this Antheia, come home. It's just one fight, talk to me" He commanded.

Nothing has changed has it? I gritted my teeth at his words. The absolute audacity to come in here and demand things from me as i was just another person under him. We've been through this, several times in the past. The very fucking reason why it was hard for me to even allow our relationship to happen. And yet there he is, pushing us 10 steps back.

"Don't come in here and tell me what to do, i told you it's over" This is going to be another argument. Just like last night, widening the pit in my stomach, i felt as if my heart stopped beating altogether. Tears pooling in my eyes i quickly wiped them away. He's not gonna see me cry, not today demon.

His expression softened, striding towards me.

Wanting to avoid him further i broke our contact, taking thought out steps towards the glass pane in the living room with the view of the city docklands, making sure he's at a greater distance.

"I can't live without you" He wearily spoke, his demanding tone has subsided to a more defeated one. His duplicity within seconds feels like a roller coaster i can't seem to get off of. I turned to face him, his confident gaze on me.

"You've been doing fine all this time, you're never home. How can we do this Adam?"

"You have to understand i'm trying my best" he pushes, "I try everyday to be there with you, you think i don't want that?" His voice cracks at the end of his appeal. I shut my eyes, feeling the growing heartache rapidly pounding inside my chest, yearning for his presence at the gist of it all.

It's kicking in again. The walls that pushed him away at the very beginning. I hate to come to the realization that i was right all along, that i would end up in this situation with him. Would i change things had i known? No.

"It's not just that Adam" My tear filled eyes looked up to meet his, my body feeling stone. All my nerves collectively shutting down.

"I'm sorry, i'm so sorry. I do not think that way about you, you're everything to me" He croaked, his arms up in submission, slowly reaching out to me. His warm fingers caressing my wrist, eagerly waiting for my permission to fully touch me. I could feel his sincerity but i cannot summon myself to accept him yet.

doubt.

Uncertainty washed over me, I searched his eyes for reassurance yet i wasn't satisfied enough to give in. My arms were crossed tightly over my chest to form some sort of a barrier between Adam and I.

"But things won't change would it? It'll always be like this. With you gone and-" I muttered. "No, no it won't. I'll make sure of that okay?" His promising words weren't enough for me, but taking leaps of faith with the one you love is what relationships all about isn't it?

Both his arms reached out to grab me from either sides of my waist, holding me tightly. My body tensed at his presence, from his touch. The inside of my body feeling revived like a dying plant receiving water.

He was inching closer, enough for the tip of our noses to touch. "I miss you" he whispered. His fingers digging into my skin of my waist. Making sure i have no way to leave but be held by him.

"I miss you too" i replied softly.

He leans forward to kiss me and i find myself not pushing him away.


The next scene consists of mature themes, if you do not wish to read then skip to the next bold lettering


I allowed Adam to completely tower over me, his body pushing towards me. Pressing me against the glass pane to the point of no escape from under him. The kiss was sloppy, his lips dominating, all tongue. I've never been with someone who set my brain on fire from just their kiss. His hands roamed everywhere, grabbing my thigh tightly as he lifted it with ease, placing it over his waist. He smelt of expensive cologne and home. It's like falling back into a familiar emotion, he felt just like home.

I swiftly threw my arms around his neck, trying not to break the kiss as I clung onto his towering figure. He lifted me with complete ease, as if i was nothing but a feather to him, I moaned softly into his mouth as he carried me down the hall into the bedroom.

Oh my god it's been so long, the last time we were together was two weeks ago. Okay not that long but it feels long enough for me to feel concerned if i was out of touch

Shit, have i shaved?

Oh thank god i have.

I know Adam doesn't care but i'd rather eat grass than let him see unshaved cooch. Plenty times i've panicked in the middle of us undressing and rushed to the bathroom, leaving him confused and hanging. Well leaving him, hard to be precise.

He gently placed me on the bed, his arms still tightly wrapped around my waist, pressing wet kisses along my neck. "I want you." He growled against my skin.

I rolled my eyes, releasing myself as i fiddled with the button of his jeans.

It all happened in mere seconds, with discarded clothing scattered over the bed and the floor. Adam's teeth nipping at my lips, he violently removed my shirt.

My body reacted so submissively to his touch, as it always does.

My body is such a traitorous bitch.

He smirks, he knows exactly what he does to me, what he can do to me and he uses that perfectly to his advantage. I almost forgot how entirely dominant he is in bed. Gentle if i sound a little different from what he's used to hearing, but overpowering to remind me who it is exactly that's on top of me.

I bit my bottom lip, as i sat up on my elbows to watch how perfectly he works me. His chocolate brown eyes stare up at me, His fingers tracing down.

A moan falls from my lips, high-pitched and desperate as his fingers began to work, softly speeding up.

I can't begin to explain the need coursing through my veins. How can one person want someone this bad?

Usually his teasing goes on a lot longer than it's supposed to solely because of my pride and how i refuse to let him believe he has me wrapped around his finger.

He withdraws his hand, swiftly taking off his pants. Finding himself on top of me. No one's ever looked this good being on top, but he somehow does. Proving once again no one can come close to the person he is.

I lifted my hands to place them on his broad shoulders, he lines himself up and slowly made his way into me. A moan escaped my lips from the sudden shock of the entirety of him, my eyes closing as he continues to go deeper.

"Adam," I softly call out for him. He took a steadying breath and began to drive, his own eyes closing as he exhales a soft moan.

Our eyes locked, he knows exactly what he needs to do, just what makes me go insane and he did exactly that. Roughly grabbing ahold of both my wrists, he pinned it over my head. While the other gripping my thigh, he sped up. "You're mine Antheia" he growled against my ear.

I could feel the feminism leave my body every time he demands i'm his when he's on top of me, pinning me down to the bed.

I couldn't help the loud moan that erupts the room. The pace he's at is rough but the best i could ever feel, my wrists breaking free from his grip, I found my fingers digging deep into his back. I could see a small smirk form in his lips, of course he fucking likes that.

His grunts were barely loud enough to hear. "Every part of you is mine" he breathed. The feeling of his warm and hard body pressed against my naked one sent jolts through my skin, He let out a breathless moan and i whine at the sound.

Adam's hips started to slow down, not long before speeding up again rhythmically, resulting in me throwing my head back into the pillow. He brushes against my place with every hard and shallow push. I found myself unable to form coherent sentence. "Good girl" he whispered.

He won.

Oh my god he fucking won.

His cheeks were flushed, hips drawing away from mine softly until he sunk back in.

"Fuck" I breathed heavily, my fingers tightly gripping the silk sheets that i think i tore a hole in them.

His soft lips landed on my collarbone, his kisses trailing down to my chest. The kisses turning rough that i know i'd be left with the evidence of this moment. Of course Adam would want to 'mark' me like he's some fucking 'werewolf'.

He sped up faster than he has before, his arm finding it's way to the side of my neck, gently pressing it. The other holding him up, his biceps tensed. Adam was huffing with both my legs over his waist, pressing casual kisses to my neck while being buried inside of me. The way all of him feels is enough to make me cry out obnoxiously as i finally feel the big bitch 'O' coming to see me.

"Adam!" I scream, my eyes rolling back as he buries both his arms under my body, pulling me closer to him. Keeping us pressed tightly together.

He smirks.

That bastard.

The climax washes over me completely, my eyes clenching shut, moan after moan escaping my lips, along with Adam's. My body tensed, my arms gripping onto him with all my might, his soft grunts against my ears as he comes too, hips stilling against mine, catching my breath.

He collapses onto me, breathing ragged. Every time, we finish he stays on top of me like a corpse for a few seconds. Refusing to move away, wanting me all to himself and to bask in on the moment of us together.

He placed a soft kiss on my forehead.

"fuck," He huffs, collapsing next to me, looking over to me. A small smile on his face.


From here and after


There's a sudden sense of familiarity deluge within me, reminding me that i'm in the very moment i missed the most. Not so much the sex but, the moments after. Being closer to him, in his arms. The two of us in our most vulnerable state.

The sun was slowly setting, our bright friend whom we bonded over that one time on the bench in Uni was shining golden. "Never thought i'd do this in Erika's bed of all places" Adam chuckled, the two of us realizing we did the nasty on our best friend's bed, and knowing i have to tell the girl's about this i know she's gonna scream. I should burn these sheets.

Adam started to playfully pepper kisses all over my face, turning me into a giggling mess, fighting his heavy body off. "Don't ever leave like that again" he cooed, his chocolate brown eyes peering into mine.

"I'm all yours" I whisper, placing my head on his chest.

Silence took over the room, just the huffing our ragged breathing keeping us company. His fingers curling strands of my hair, my ear pressed against his chest, i could hear his beating heart.

The out of place, unnatural noise of a phone ringing erupted the room. Breaking us away from our moment, my brows furrowed, my heart sinking.

He hurriedly grabbed his phone to answer the call.

All of the euphoric emotion drowning out into a melancholic one. I know what this means. I dragged my body to sit up from the bed, tuning out the professional tone of his voice. Suddenly shy under his gaze i quickly redressed.

Getting off from the bed, I dragged my feet towards the glass pane the bed was facing. dishearteningly watching the docklands.

"Baby i gotta rush i-"

I recoiled at his touch, his hands grabbed me from my waist as he stood behind me. Half dressed and already in a hurry. "w-what's wrong?"

I sighed, my patience running thin. An extended silence between us, "Nothing's going to change after all"

Refusing to look at him, feeling defeated after our moment together and for it to have turned sour so quickly. I fought back my tears, it's burning sensation already forming on my waterline.

"Antheia don't say that, sometimes i don't have a choice this is important" I hesitantly turned around to face him.

"More than this? Being with me for just a minute? You came here, you got what you wanted right? you got me under you and now you leave" My cracking voice betraying me from my cold exterior i was struggling to put up.

"You're being ridiculous, grow the fuck up Antheia, I can't always just be here to babysit you!" He yelled, effectively taking his hands away from my waist. Making me jump from his sudden change of demeanor.

More silence transpired, our eyes locked. His jaws clenched, his palm forming into a fist. "You're such an asshole" I croaked.

His expression suddenly softened, his eyes washed with guilt, pleading for me to stop, the golden light of the sun landing on his bare upper body. Painting him as if he was an expensive artwork in the louvre. I shook my head, fighting back my tears harder than i have ever before. My voice croaked, the lump forming in my throat hindering me from audibly speaking.

"We happened too fast. Maybe we weren't supposed to happen at all, we're not made for each other or we won't be here right now"

He stared at me in disbelief, my heart pounding against my chest as tears now glided down my warming cheeks.

"Don't do this" He declared, his eyes glaring at me.

His phone furiously and loudly ringing within his palm, being the final deciding factor for us.

At this moment it dawned to the two of us what this meant, the loud ringing of his phone feeling almost like a death bell.

"You should go"

My words painfully left my lips, I could tell it hurt him just as much as it hurt me. The air between the two of us were heavy, he nodded, roughly grabbing his shirt before storming off the room, slamming the door shut, the vibrations of it lingering throughout the apartment.

















Firstly, this is the my first time writing mature scenes so i apologize in advance if it wasn't up to your standard. Miss thing is just starting out, cringing the entire time writing it smh.

You'll had it out for me in the first book so now are ya happy?

Also, please use protection i can't stress this enough, it skipped my mind to add it in the scene and kind of felt like i didn't need to but IRL pls pls use protection lmao.

Will there be more scenes like this in the coming chapters? Probably, but i need a breather phew.

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