Beneath Dark Skies (Rolling Hills Ranch #1)

36. Farron

THIRTY-SIX

FARRON

UNEXPECTED MORNING ACTIVITIES

Day 427

I wake up feeling extremely hot, something I wouldn’t expect at this time of year. As I begin to come to, I notice the weight over my chest and stomach. My eyes dart open, finding a tattooed arm slung across my middle. Adrian. Memories of last night flutter through my mind as I remember crying all over him and then falling asleep in his arms, then later asking him to stay in bed with me. He was so sweet with me last night, and I can’t help but feel grateful for the way that yesterday went.

My mind also doesn’t skip over the fact that I didn’t have a single nightmare while I slept with Adrian.

Adrian’s heat against my back is too comfortable, and I softly smile as I bask in the feeling for a minute. Slightly unsure about our current position, I decide it’s time to end the snuggle session and go to carefully move out of his arms to get out of bed. His grip only tightens as he pulls me closer, right against his hardness.

I softly gasp and try to move again, but with the shift of my hips, he’s now almost perfectly nestled between my cheeks, and I swear there’s an extra sensation there, as though he’s pierced. The feeling makes me softly moan out loud, and I hold my breath for a moment, trying to make sure I didn’t wake him up. When he doesn’t stir, I can’t help but subtly shift my hips again to feel him.

Adrian’s hand suddenly jumps down to my hip, holding me still.

“Sunshine, enough,” he groans out, his voice gravelly from sleep. “You feel too good pressed up against me, and if you don’t stop, I don’t think I’ll be able to hold back.”

My breath hitches in my throat, and I feel almost overwhelmed by the feeling of him behind me, along with his raspy morning voice. Feeling daring, I shift my hips again and whisper out, “What if I don’t want you to hold back?”

I feel him stiffen behind me, and I immediately realize my mistake. Of course, he doesn’t want to actually do anything. He just sat with me yesterday, holding me as I cried, and he probably knows that Theo and I kissed. Suddenly insecure, I shake my head and start moving away from him when he stops me.

“Where are you going, Farron?”

“I… It’s just… If you don’t want me, I’m not going to keep you here and make things awkward, so I’ll get up and run to the bathroom, and the–”

I’m cut off by him pulling me snug against him again, and I feel his breath on my neck as his grip tightens. He shifts his hips against mine as he says, “Does this feel like I don’t want you, Sunshine?”

“Well, it’s morning, so maybe this is n-normal for you. A-and it is the end of the world and there’s not a lot of women, so it’s probably not me,” I fumble out my words.

He grinds up against me as he rasps out, “It’s definitely you, sweetheart.”

A sharp exhale leaves my lungs, and I can’t help the way my heartbeat quickens. His nose nuzzles against the curve of my neck, sending shivers down my spine before he places a soft kiss there. A small whine escapes my throat, fueling Adrian as he continues to kiss my neck behind my ear and underneath my jaw. His hand makes its way up to grip my chin, twisting my face back towards his.

I look up into his eyes to find them almost black with hunger, entirely eaten up by his pupils. He stares at me for a beat, scrutinizing, as though he’s searching for something, and then brings his lips down to mine. He kisses me softly and slowly as if he’s savoring every moment his lips are on mine. I don’t know how I could have ever expected anything else for my first kiss with him, given how thoughtful and attentive he’s already proven to be. His lips are soft and gentle, molding perfectly against mine.

He pulls back and rests his forehead against mine, but I find myself impatient after a few moments, pulling him back down to kiss me again. My fingers thread the curls on the nape of his neck as his tongue licks the seam of my lips, searching for entrance, and I grant him access. Our kiss turns feverish, my hands pulling at his hair and his hips moving against mine. Adrian kisses me senseless, only breaking the kiss when we’re both breathless and panting.

His eyes are hooded as he gazes down at me, and then his head drops down, his nose nuzzling mine.

“Can I take care of you, Sunshine?” his lips whisper the question against my own. Unable to contain myself, I nod eagerly, my heart racing in anticipation. He gives me a mischievous grin before sitting up and pulling me with him, cradling my back against his chest. With slow and deliberate movements, he brings my legs up and pulls my feet over his knees, spreading me open as he spreads his legs further.

His hands come up to my neck, and Adrian starts gently stroking my skin, his hands beginning a slow descent down my body. They stop at my breasts, slowly massaging and plucking at my nipples through my tank top, making me moan and jerk against him. His left arm quickly bands around my stomach, holding me in place. His lips come down to my ear, and I feel his breath against me as he whispers, “Be a good girl and stay still for me.” I can’t help the needy mewl that comes out.

He keeps his left arm snug against me as his right hand continues the path down my stomach, over my hip, and onto my right thigh, where Adrian begins to massage slowly. He’s teasing me, touching me everywhere but the one place I need him to.

“Adrian,” I breathe out, my voice husky to my own ears. “Please.”

“Please, what, Sunshine?” He asks against my neck, marking me in kisses. “Tell me what you need, and I’ll give it to you. I’d give you anything you could ever want. All you have to do is ask.”

His words are igniting an inferno inside of me, making me want him even more than I already do. It feels like my skin is on fire, and I need Adrian to just put it out already.

“Please touch me, Adrian,” I gasp out. “Please make me come.”

A low growl leaves his lips, and he softly bites me in the spot where my ear meets my jaw before he tells me, “Such a good girl.” His arm snakes its way between my legs, finally, finally going to the place I need him the most. He pushes my underwear to the side and gently trails a finger upward between my lips, from my entrance to my clit, before he starts to rub slowly. Little whines leave me as the pads of his fingers grind against my clit, making circles. I can’t stop my hips from moving, chasing his hand as it moves lower.

His fingers trail downward as one is pushed inside of me, moving in and out a few times as I moan. He teases me for a moment before moving back upward and circling my clit again, the wetness of his finger now taking away some of that delicious friction that he makes up for in pressure.

Eventually, his fingers make their way down again, two of them entering my warmth. As my body relaxes and opens up more for him, he adds another finger. He quickly finds that spot inside of me and presses down on it, causing me to let out a gasp, and my eyes fall closed as I give in to the sensations. He continues to lavish me with soft praise, constantly telling me how gorgeous I look falling apart in his arms, how I’m doing such a good job.

All I can feel is Adrian surrounding me, his heavy breathing on my neck, and his hardness against my back. When he finally takes his thumb and puts pressure on my clit while simultaneously moving his other fingers inside of me, I can’t hold it anymore. I hear myself release a low moan as I fall over the edge, my body spasming from the pleasure.

When I finally come down, I feel him readjusting my underwear for me. I open my eyes to see Adrian bringing his tattooed hand up to his lips, licking the taste of me off of them as he groans, his eyes falling shut. Fuck, why is that so hot?

He opens his eyes and smirks as his gaze lands on me. “Delicious, just like I knew you would be, Sunshine.”

I’m still panting, trying to catch my breath after experiencing what’s easily one of the best orgasms of my life. I turn towards him, and my eyes roam his face, noting the smug look he’s sporting before they begin to trail down his body, taking the rest of him in. My jaw quietly drops open. I knew from seeing him in t-shirts that his arms and neck were covered in tattoos, but seeing him in only a pair of briefs reveals the truth. Adrian is covered from head to toe. A lot of them look to be horror-related, like the ones on his hands and arms, but he also has others. Some look random, and others look like they’re related to music or shows. The Cerberus on his thigh keeps calling to me, the three-headed dog looking so badass.

As my eyes rake over his body, greedily taking in all of the ink, they keep snagging on the bulge in Adrian’s briefs. I reach for him, wanting to give him the same sort of pleasure he gave me, only to find myself stopped when Adrian intercepts my hand.

“No Sunshine,” he murmurs, shaking his head, a tender smile on his face. “This was all about you. I told you I like to take care of people, didn’t I?” He drops a kiss to my head and pulls me into his embrace, seemingly content to just lay here.

As the post-orgasm haze fades away, leaving me nestled in Adrian’s arms, my mind starts to spiral slowly. The realization that I’ve now been intimate in some capacity with two of these men makes me feel uneasy. I don’t want to lead anyone on or hurt either of them. I know I need to pull Theo at some point, not only to apologize for avoiding him but to come clean about what went down between Adrian and me.

Regardless of my own emotions, the bond between Adrian and Theo is obvious, and I refuse to insert myself between them and destroy their relationship. I can’t ruin another good thing. Closing my eyes, I let out a deep sigh, silently praying that this delicate balancing act won’t snap and unravel.