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Page 66 of Adam & Eve

helpmate, his companion. That’s sort of how you see me; but then again you also could be the serpent

that tempts Eve,” I said teasingly.

“I tempt you?” he questioned as he reached out and traced my bottom lip with his thumb.

I smacked his hand away then sighed. “Why ask me something you know the answer to?”

“Because I want to hear you say it. Say I tempt you as much as you tempt me. Say you want me

as much as I want you.”

“That’s not a fair request, Adam, because if—”

“Fuck fairness,” he growled, interrupting me. “I want you to finally admit what you feel for

me, so I can stop feeling like I’m in this alone.”

Damn that growl did something to my insides. Something was definitely wrong with me,

because his demands should have been pissing me off under the circumstances, but no. My panties

were becoming soaking wet.

Resist the devil and he shall flee.

Ironically, in the middle of talk about a religion I didn’t believe in I was using

scripture from it to provide me strength.

“Let me get the first-aid kit,” I offered, trying to change the subject.

I was afraid I’d say too much, or the wrong thing, and he’d read too much into my answer. I

made a move to stand but he reached out and pushed down on my shoulder to keep me where I was.

A predatory smile spread across his face. “I tempt you, Eve?” he leaned into me and

whispered.

His warm breath against my ear caused my pussy to gush, and to my horror, a moan almost

escaped my tightly pressed together lips. Yeah, he was definitely the snake. He was dangling an apple

in front of me, tempting me. Eat the apple, Eve. The consequences be damned. I was tempted, really

tempted, even under the current circumstances.

“Yeah, you do,” I answered honestly, breathlessly.

But just because I wanted to fuck him didn’t mean we were going to end up living some

fairytale life together. That was where our wires would always get crossed. Adam saw us as

something real. However, anything of the sort--outside of this room would never be.

“I. like. your. honesty.” He leaned into me punctuating each word with a teasing peck against

a different part of my face; my forehead, nose, right cheek, then left cheek.




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