Adam's Eve

13

Adam moved silently towards the couch, examining Eva who was sprawled beneath the mold of blanket that was covering her, which had rolled down to ride in the middle of her luscious breasts.

Even now asleep and completely unintentional, the woman still managed to exude that sexual thrill within him.

He winced as last night played jn his mind, how he'd bolted on her like a jerk right after they'd had sex, and wondered whether she was going to reproach him about it when she woke up.

He'd just so needed to get away from her. Her and the tumultuous emotions she had been making him feel, emotions he found so dangerous on so many levels. Physically, mentally and emotional.

Lifting his camera, he brought the woman to focus. The mellow sunlight filtering into the room didn't provide adequate lightening and so he adjusted the lens to compensate for it.

Then he begun to snap away. He knew Eva slept like a dead weight, but surprisingly, it didn't take long for the clicking sounds of the camera to begin rousing her, and he caught her gradual awakening on film.

Droopy eyes fluttered open, and a corner of her sensual mouth quirked. “What are you doing, Wild One?” Her voice held no censure, just lazy curiosity, and he took that as a good sign that she wasn't upset about last night

“What I love to do most.”

“What? Taking pictures of sleeping nude women?” Her voice held a teasing edge, and she yawned and stretched, making the top of the blanket slip to beneath her breasts, exposing the tempting globes, her legs now on full display. “Isn't that illegal?”

Adam sucked in a breath as he lowered his camera, staring at her errect nipples, remembering vidvidly the feel of them in his mouth.

He realized he'd payed them no attention last night, too focused on killing the frustration that'd been swirling inside. He planned to make up for it this morning.

“Not actually. Especially if I'm capturing a woman so sexy she could tempt an angel.” He had no problem admitting that much to her, bringing his camera back up and taking some more shots.

“Jeez, Adam, stop taking pictures. I probably look horrible right now. I have a bedhead.”

She did have a bedhead, hair twisted around her in all directions and streaming around her haphazardly. But he wasn't so sure anyone could pull that off and look as sexy as she looked right now.

“You look delicious.” He retorted and tilted to another angle.

“Ugh.” She groaned and covered her head with the blanket.

He chuckled. “Come out, Sweet. Come and seduce the camera.”

“Let me take a shower first, Adam and look more presentable.” She offered beneath the blanket.

“I love my snaps spontaneous.” He informed her. “Unless you do something to convince me to set the camera aside.”

“Hmm.” The hum rang with wicked intent. Suddenly, the blanket was thrown off her completely, baring her in all her nude glory.

She'd used her arms to brace her upper body, hiding a little of her breasts, knees drawn up and firmly clamped together.

Then she began to open her legs ever so slowly, seductively, until her pussy was on potent display.

That was more than Adam could take.

Tossing aside his camera, he peeled off his sweatpants, flung it away and crawled up the couch, settling between her legs with his dick throbbing furiously.