Someone Else

Chapter 14

I awake the next morning feeling recharged. Something blissful has taken over my body once again. When I open my eyes, I realize I'm not in my room. Memories from the night before flood back in and I smile to myself. I roll over in bed and there he is.

Adam is sleeping soundly beside me. He's lying on his side facing me, his eyes fluttering behind his eyelids as he dreams. I smile, lying there as I watch him. He looks so peaceful. My fingers reach up to gently push a strand of hair that had fallen onto his face. My eyes scan over every detail of his features. He's so handsome.

He stirs in sleep and his eyes peak open a little before closing again. He hums as he reaches out his arm, searching for my body. When he finds my hips, he pulls me into him, closing the gap between us. I grin and nuzzle my face into his chest.

"Morning." He finally speaks up, the low husky rumble of his morning voice is like music to my ears.

"Good morning." I respond, placing a soft kiss to his collarbone. He's still shirtless from the night before. He hums in response again and his grip around my body tightness. I peer beneath the sheets noticing that I'm wearing my underwear and one of his shirts.

I can't help myself as my lips leave sweet, little butterfly kisses along his chest. His chest rises signifying the deep breath he's taking and I smirk. I inhale his scent, he smells divine. A mixture of his own musk and the leftover scent of sex lingering on our bodies from last night.

"We all have a late call today." I murmur against his skin as my lips continue their slow torture along his collarbone. It's true, the scenes scheduled to be shot today weren't supposed to be until the golden hour of the evening and after. So everyone has the first half of the day before we are to report this afternoon.

Those words, that reminder; was all he needed. Within seconds, his body is rolling on top of mine and his head dips toward my neck. I feel his lips attacking the sweet spot just beneath my ear, sucking softly.

"Oh." I moan out both in surprise and pleasure. My hands immediately find his hair, tangling my fingers into his thick locks and tugging ever so lightly. His teeth graze the sensitive skin of my neck and I feel my back arch, pressing my body into his. The evidence of his arousal is already very much there.

His face lifts from my neck to look at me. He's so beautiful in the morning, his hair matted and sticking out in different directions and his eyes slightly puffy, a sign he hasn't fully woken up yet.

"I could get used to waking up next to your beautiful face." The low rumble of his voice rings through my eyes and I smile, attempting to hide my blush in the pillows. He's using one arm to prop himself above me and his other hand finds my chin, tilting my face back toward him. He smiles down at me, his thumb rubbing across my skin which only causing my smile to grow in response.

I grow impatient, desperately needing this man's touch, and I reach my hand up to grab his face and pull it toward mine. Our lips connect, shooting electricity between our bodies. The kiss is soft and needing. Our lips moving together slowly, trying to get a feel of each other as much as we can. I feel his hips digging into mine and I spread my legs in an invitation. He takes it, resting his hips on mine and I feel the sweet pressures of his weight between my legs.

Our lips are still moving in sync, seeping passion into one another. His hand that was once on my chin is now roaming down my body. He finds the hem of his shirt that I'm wearing and slips his hand beneath. He's caressing and massaging the skin on my belly with his large hand as he roams upward. When he finds my breast, I whimper into his mouth and buck my hips into his. He groans in response, kneading my breast in his hand as he grinds into my hips. I feel the hardening evidence of his arousal right against my crotch and I'm whimpering for more friction.