ADAM'S POVFour Months Later“Ah! Yes!”“Fuck.”“God, I love how you fuck me.”“God, I could fuck you forever.“Yes. Just like that. I'm so close.”I continued thrusting into the warm depths of her pussy, loving how her walls gripped me so perfectly like they were made just for me.Her fingernails dug so hard into my back that I'm sure it must've drawn blood, but I didn't care. The pleasure from having my cock so deep inside her was all I cared about.“Oh my God, I can't… I can't… I'm going to cum.” She breathed, her amber eyes glazing over with pleasure.“Yes. I'm close too. Cum for me, baby. Now!”Just like that, her body obeyed my command and unraveled. She screamed as her orgasm tore through her, her body thrashing. I wanted to hold on a little longer and fuck her some more, but her walls clamping down on my cock made me cum immediately.I slumped on top of her as we both breathed heavily, trying to catch our breaths after the intense orgasms we'd both had.Realizing I was crushin

EVA'S POV“Is there a problem?” One of the other three guys asked me, making me realize that I'd been staring at my 'potential' masked man like a dog without a word.“Yes, there is a problem.” I managed to say, still staring into the eyes of the 'potential' masked man. “Some people have been standing in the queue for almost an hour. You can't just bypass them and enter.”“We can't?” The 'potential' masked man chuckled, his voice rich and warm and so damn familiar. “That's exactly what we're going to do.”He took a step closer to me, making my breath hitch as he leaned down and spoke. “What are you going to do about it, sweetheart?”I bristled at his audacity. If there was one thing I hated, then it was people taking advantage of their status or whatever to get what they want at the expense of others. This man was doing exactly that without any remorse.“Adam, just ignore her and let's go.” Another one of his friends, a chocolate-skinned one, said impatiently.Adam.So that was his nam

EVA'S POVI think I'm going crazy. No, I don't think so. I AM going crazy.Otherwise, why would I be following a stranger to the middle of nowhere to do extreme sports for five days?It doesn't matter that Adam Garcia is a celebrity. He has made it abundantly clear to me that he wants to sleep with me, and for all I know, he only wants to take me to his cabin in Jackson Hole to turn me into a sex slave.And yet here I am, driving behind him in my rented Subaru. For some reason, I feel like I can completely trust him.Deep down, I knew I'd always wanted to try extreme sports. Talking with Adam is what finally made me realize it. That was why I finally decided to set my fears aside and come have this adventure.But now that I'm here, looking out through my window at the huge mountains, I'm just on the verge of turning and driving the hell out of here.Adam took a bend in his car, and I followed the same direction to find his car parked in front of a cozy-looking cabin. I stopped my ca

EVA'S POVAfter stepping out of the bedroom, I walked through the corridor, about to step into the living room, but the delicious sight in front of me brought me right to a stop. Adam was squatting in front of the fireplace, poking at the fire. I leaned against the wall of the corridor, admiring what was in front of me.He was shirtless, the cotton sweatpants he wore riding extremely low on his waist. It was such a sexy sight. His back was sculpted to perfection, and I was fascinated by how the muscles bunched and relaxed as he thrust and withdrew his hand from the fire.The same calloused hands that would soon be running all over my body...His usually unruly hair seemed wet from a shower, and my fingers suddenly itched to be shoved into it, to tug at it while his mouth did things to me…Fuck. I really had to stop fantasizing about him for my own sake.Grimacing at the unwarranted erotic thoughts, I told myself that it was because I hadn't had sex in a good three months, and there w

EVA'S POV“Eva it's your turn please.” The tour guide repeated for the third time.After walking on that scary canopy bridge, Adam brought me to the Zipline Center. For the past thirty minutes, all I've been doing is watching people fly down the Zipline, but it did nothing to ease my anxiety.Suddenly, I felt an overpowering body heat from behind, and Adam was speaking into my ear.“What, Sweetheart? We've not even gotten to the highest peak and you are cowering already?”Spinning around, I threw him a glare, knowing very well he was trying to provoke me. “How many people have died from ziplining?”The guide, looking startled by the question, seemed to scramble for words, but it was Adam who answered my question. “Well, I can't know the exact number, but some have died. Usually when the belt or the clip pulley snaps.”“Adam!” The tour guide looked at Adam chastisingly. “Eva, this place is as safe as it can get. Trust me on that. Besides, this is the lowest of the ziplines.”“You know w