Page 1 of Adam & Eve

P r o l o g u e

My want for her—from the very beginning—had always been wicked, immoral, and frightening. The

intensity of it scared even me, and nothing ever scared me. She made me feel for the first time in my

life. For a man like me, that was terrifying, but it was also fucking exhilarating. Soon, my want turned

into need, and then obsession. From there, it developed into full-blown addiction. She became all that

I thought of.

If I was a better, less selfish man, I would have forced myself to stay away from her. We were

from two different worlds; one light, one dark. I knew the darkness of my world would inevitably

swallow her whole. But I couldn’t let her go. I wouldn’t even lie and say I’d tried. I hadn’t. Every

fiber of my being screamed that Eve was mine. She was meant for me. I could live without her, but I

didn’t want to.

I was rational enough to know that she wasn’t ready for me, though. She was too naive, too

innocent, too young. I’d break her. So, in silence I’d suffered. Watching, wanting, waiting, needing

only her. She was always right within my reach but never close enough to touch. Until… I took her.

O N E

Now I had her, and it still didn’t seem real to me. It was a chore to keep myself from reaching out

and touching her. I needed to make sure it wasn’t a dream or some surreal fantasy my mind had

conjured up after finally breaking from reality and giving me what I’d wanted for so long. I blinked

once, then twice before I closed my eyes and drew in a calming breath. The scent of her enveloped

me. It was ambrosia, honeyed-vanilla and something that was unique to only her.

My cock thickened, and my thoughts shifted to explicitness without much effort. Did she taste

as good as she smelled? My mouth watered in anticipation of the moment when I would find out.

Licking my lips, I could almost taste her. There was so much I wanted to do to her, with her. For her.

But, for the moment, all I could do was wait.

For hours, I sat, watching her, listening to her light snores. I was so in tune with her I could

feel the exact moment she awakened. The air in the room crackled with electricity. Goosebumps

danced across my skin. Her eyes fluttered and her lips, full and plush, curled into a smile, a smile that

caused my heart to beat a quick staccato against my chest. Sweat slickened my palms.

To say I’d imagined her waking up just like this a million times wouldn’t have been an

exaggeration. Damn, she was beautiful. Her skin glowed. The darkness was a startling contrast