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scary experience when she was just eighteen that still affected her outlook on men and sex.
Her first time was very unpleasant. Not only had she given her virginity to an inconsiderate lover ten years older than she was, but she found out belatedly that he was already married.
When her period didn't come on time, she'd been so terrified. She'd walked around for two weeks, scared to death of what the future held, what her family would say, how she'd take care of a baby she wasn't ready for—at eighteen.
Fortunately, it had been a false alarm. She'd never been more relieved in her life when her period made an appearance.
Lesson learned, she'd promised herself she wouldn't be as easy again when it came to men and sex. Nine years later, she was still hanging on to that view.
She smirked. She knew damn well that wasn't the full picture. Frustratingly, she got far more satisfaction from pleasuring herself than from sleeping with any of her three exes. She'd even spoken to a psychologist friend about it who'd suggested it could be her unpleasant sexual ordeal and fear of getting pregnant that was stopping her from fully opening up and enjoying sex with a man.
She suspected her friend was right. It was a stupid fear, really. She was on birth control—even if she hardly ever had sex—and she'd still want to use a condom. As for the mediocrity of her past experiences, wasn't that why she should look for a man who knew his way around a woman's body? She was willing to bet Adam was an expert in bed if his kisses were anything to go by.
So what in the hell was stopping her? Force of habit? How ridiculous.
Humph. She was tired of thinking about this. Now where was Adam?
Purposefully, she went to look for him. She couldn't find him in the living areas so he must be in his home office. The door was closed and she guessed he was hard at work. Of course. It was Friday—a work day. She really shouldn't be bothering him.
Chicken.
She narrowed her eyes, annoyed at herself. She pressed her ear against his office door and listened. All she could hear was some tapping on the keyboard. He wasn't on a phone call or anything.
"Adam?" she asked, swallowing her trepidation.
"Hey, Sam. Come on in," he called out.
She opened the door and stepped in. "Hi. I'm done planting the evidence of our hot affair."
Adam grinned and stood up from his chair. "Good. Are you off to go grocery shopping now?"
"Yes. But there's one more thing." Before her courage deserted her, she lunged at him and kissed him hard.
Adam was clearly surprised, but when his arms went around her and he started kissing her back, she relaxed, letting herself melt into his embrace. Ah, this was what she'd been craving for two days.
Adam's hand found its way underneath her top, and all her misgivings were pushed aside. She'd go with the flow with him. She wanted him bad enough.
"Stay with me tonight," Adam murmured against her mouth.
"Okay," she said, clinging harder against him. She felt his erection, glad she wasn't the only one aroused.
"We'll have to wait until later," Adam said, breaking their kiss.
"Why?" she asked, hearing the need in her voice.
He smiled. "Because I'm having a conference call with the team in…" he checked his watch, "two minutes."
"Oh, okay." She didn't even try to hide her disappointment. "I better go then. I'll be back with my parents this afternoon."
"Don't you dare change your mind on me," Adam warned.
She grinned. "I'm a woman. Aren't we famous for changing our minds?"
"Well, what I know is that when Samantha Lane says she'll have sex with me, then she'll have sex with me."
"I never said anything about having sex with you," she said with a mock frown. "All I said was I'll stay with you tonight. I can't wait, actually. All I could think of these last two days was your nice, inviting bed with its ultra-soft Egyptian cotton sheets."
"Ah, then that must mean you'll be naked underneath them with me," Adam said with a salacious grin.
"I
Her first time was very unpleasant. Not only had she given her virginity to an inconsiderate lover ten years older than she was, but she found out belatedly that he was already married.
When her period didn't come on time, she'd been so terrified. She'd walked around for two weeks, scared to death of what the future held, what her family would say, how she'd take care of a baby she wasn't ready for—at eighteen.
Fortunately, it had been a false alarm. She'd never been more relieved in her life when her period made an appearance.
Lesson learned, she'd promised herself she wouldn't be as easy again when it came to men and sex. Nine years later, she was still hanging on to that view.
She smirked. She knew damn well that wasn't the full picture. Frustratingly, she got far more satisfaction from pleasuring herself than from sleeping with any of her three exes. She'd even spoken to a psychologist friend about it who'd suggested it could be her unpleasant sexual ordeal and fear of getting pregnant that was stopping her from fully opening up and enjoying sex with a man.
She suspected her friend was right. It was a stupid fear, really. She was on birth control—even if she hardly ever had sex—and she'd still want to use a condom. As for the mediocrity of her past experiences, wasn't that why she should look for a man who knew his way around a woman's body? She was willing to bet Adam was an expert in bed if his kisses were anything to go by.
So what in the hell was stopping her? Force of habit? How ridiculous.
Humph. She was tired of thinking about this. Now where was Adam?
Purposefully, she went to look for him. She couldn't find him in the living areas so he must be in his home office. The door was closed and she guessed he was hard at work. Of course. It was Friday—a work day. She really shouldn't be bothering him.
Chicken.
She narrowed her eyes, annoyed at herself. She pressed her ear against his office door and listened. All she could hear was some tapping on the keyboard. He wasn't on a phone call or anything.
"Adam?" she asked, swallowing her trepidation.
"Hey, Sam. Come on in," he called out.
She opened the door and stepped in. "Hi. I'm done planting the evidence of our hot affair."
Adam grinned and stood up from his chair. "Good. Are you off to go grocery shopping now?"
"Yes. But there's one more thing." Before her courage deserted her, she lunged at him and kissed him hard.
Adam was clearly surprised, but when his arms went around her and he started kissing her back, she relaxed, letting herself melt into his embrace. Ah, this was what she'd been craving for two days.
Adam's hand found its way underneath her top, and all her misgivings were pushed aside. She'd go with the flow with him. She wanted him bad enough.
"Stay with me tonight," Adam murmured against her mouth.
"Okay," she said, clinging harder against him. She felt his erection, glad she wasn't the only one aroused.
"We'll have to wait until later," Adam said, breaking their kiss.
"Why?" she asked, hearing the need in her voice.
He smiled. "Because I'm having a conference call with the team in…" he checked his watch, "two minutes."
"Oh, okay." She didn't even try to hide her disappointment. "I better go then. I'll be back with my parents this afternoon."
"Don't you dare change your mind on me," Adam warned.
She grinned. "I'm a woman. Aren't we famous for changing our minds?"
"Well, what I know is that when Samantha Lane says she'll have sex with me, then she'll have sex with me."
"I never said anything about having sex with you," she said with a mock frown. "All I said was I'll stay with you tonight. I can't wait, actually. All I could think of these last two days was your nice, inviting bed with its ultra-soft Egyptian cotton sheets."
"Ah, then that must mean you'll be naked underneath them with me," Adam said with a salacious grin.
"I
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