Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law
Chapter 159: Wow

Chapter 159: Wow

"That was the best cardio ever," Adam murmured into her ear, his breath still ragged as he slumped over her, the weight of his body pressing her into the mattress.

Melanie blinked at the ceiling, still trying to piece her brain back together. Her muscles felt like jelly, her chest was rising and falling in shallow bursts. She could feel every inch of him—every inch—still nestled deep and pulsing with aftershocks inside her.

And this man had the audacity to call it cardio?

She narrowed her eyes, then turned her head slowly to glare at him. His face was buried in the crook of her shoulder, as he tried to catch his breath.

With a little growl, she bit his shoulder—just enough to make him grunt as he let go of more of his weight, burying her deeper into the mattress.

"You almost broke my legs," she hissed, "and you dare to call it cardio? Adam..."

Adam let out a soft, satisfied laugh as he whispered in her ear. "Technically, that means I did it right..."

Melanie scowled at him and bit at his shoulder again, wanting him to roll off, but it was a half-hearted effort at best. He was heavy and warm and comfortable—and he smelled too damn good. She didn’t mind staying like this...

Then she stilled again. She could still feel him throbbing faintly inside her, as he seemed to be gearing up for a second round. She doubted she could take another round... Not when she was still feeling sore inside...

Feeling her stillness, Adam chuckled again, "You want to bite me again, sweet melon? Your little bites are so enticing... you want to play like a little cat?" he murmured, lifting his head to look down at her. His eyes sparkled with mischief. "Because I swear, if that’s your way of asking for round two, I’ll happily make it more exciting."

She gave him a flat look and smacked his shoulder, and then for some reason, felt extremely shy and turned her head away, "You’re incorrigible."

"I try," he said, shamelessly, and then in one fluid move, rolled them both so they were lying side by side, facing each other.

Their lower bodies remained tangled under the rumpled sheets, and his hand immediately slid to her backside, cupping it possessively as he pulled her flush against him, making her squeal..."Will you stop that?"

"I don’t want to stop, melon. I want to do all the naughty things that you can imagine..." He dipped his head and brushed his lips against hers as he whispered, "You have no idea how you look now. With that little satisfied look on your face... and this sheen of fine sweat... you look too delicious. And you know when you looked even better? I still can’t decide that... was it when you begged me to stop or begged me to not stop..." His hand moved slowly, stroking along the curve of her hip. "Both were too good and too unfairly hot!"

Melanie groaned, and pressed her face into his chest, " Liar! I did not beg!"

Adam grinned and kissed the top of her head, hugging her even closer, even as he marvelled at the fact that he wanted to snuggle rather than escape and said. "Uh huh! We’ll have to have another round to check...After all, that is the part that is going to be on a loop in my brain forever. Along with the sounds you made and that look on your face when you tightened around me..."

"Adam!"

He laughed, rolled halfway on top of her again, and kissed her lips, quick and messy and full of mischief. "Alright, alright. I’ll shut up... for now."

Melanie pouted and gave him a look. "Good."

"After I do one more thing."

Before she could ask, he suddenly slipped out from under the sheets, in all his naked glory and walked away. She breathed a sigh of relief then, but it was too soon because he soon returned, picked her up bridal style from the bed and walked towards the bathroom.. She let out a shocked yelp, flailing slightly in his arms. "Adam! What are you—?"

"You’re coming with me to freshen up. Since you blame me for breaking your legs, I have to carry you."

"Put me down, you caveman!"

"Nope," he said cheerfully. "You’re sticky, I’m sticky, so we need to get into the bath. Only when we are clean again can we start working on getting messy again..."

Melanie’s protests died in her throat when he pushed the bathroom door open with his foot and gently kicked it closed behind them. Steam had already begun to rise from the warm water he’d started earlier—apparently he’d had plans.

He lowered her carefully into the large clawfoot tub, the water enveloping her body. She almost groaned as the warm water soothed her in places she had not known could be so sore! Her eyes almost closed off their own accord in relief.

But then, she watched, slack-jawed, as he stepped back and admired his ’work’ with his arms crossed in front of him, uncaring of the fact that he was already at ’half’ mast... "There," he said smugly. "Now you’re all pretty and wet again."

Melanie blinked and quickly averted her gaze from him, thankingthe heavens that he had not caught her looking and scowled. "You’re literally the worst."

He grinned and shrugged, "And yet, you’re not stopping me."

And then, as if to prove his words, he climbed in after her, letting the water slosh out and then sat opposite her, his legs on either side of her.

"Mmm," he hummed. "This is nice. You. Me. Naked. Trapped in a tub together. With the best view..."

"You’re just here for the view," she muttered trying to avoid his pointed glance at her brea*ts under the water. She wanted to say more but her concentration was on trying not to shiver as his fingers began to trail lazy circles over her calves under the water.

"Guilty as charged." But I’m hoping for more than a view.... I’d rather try for a sneaky round two."