Adam came closer and reached up to grab Anna's neck and began to squeeze it. He felt very much like breaking it, and would like to do so when the time came... He saw the defiant look in her eyes, and her lips tighten into a line, to prevent him from knowing the pain she was feeling, and with his other hand, he ran his fingers over her lips, in a futile attempt to make them relax, then, the hand that was holding her neck went down to her waist, and the hand that was on her lip went behind the nape of her neck, and pulled her to him, and before lowering his head to her inviting lips, he faced the beautiful green eyes staring at him in indignation. He pulled her tighter to him and kissed her.
Adam took her by the waist and lifted her up, placing her on the sink counter and between his legs. Tears were wetting her beautiful face, and that pleased him. He began to kiss her neck and caress her slowly, wanting to feel that wonderful body and prolong the sensation.
But Anna didn't understand that everything there was contributing to her intense desire, and his hands became heavier and bolder in their caresses. When he positioned himself to penetrate her, she was panting.
He frowned. She was a product. She wasn't supposed to feel pleasure. She wasn't supposed to like what he was doing. But her reaction encouraged him to be even more daring and that excited him. He kissed her lips, now possessive, wild. She was shy and fearful as she responded to his ardor, but she didn't repel him, and that delighted him.
Anna crossed her legs around Adam's waist and pulled him closer.
"It wasn't supposed to be like this, Anna." He said as if begging her to give him a reason to stop.
"It's perfect like this." Anna's breathless, lust-filled voice shattered Adam's reservations. He grabbed her legs, and with her straddling his body, carried her over to the dining table and laid her down. He stood up and took off his shirt. Anna held her breath. He was perfect! But when he took off his pants, she had nothing to compare it to, but she was sure that Adam had the biggest penis in the world, and for a second she worried that she wouldn't be able to take it, but it was only for a second, until she felt Adam's hands tearing off her panties, and lifting up her dress. He reached down and ran his tongue over her belly and navel, bringing sensations to Anna that were better than anything she had ever felt in her life. The reality seemed so much better than her poor sexual fantasies. It was as if only with Adam were these sensations possible, the possessive touch of Adam's hands and tongue was something far beyond pleasure.
Anna had never felt pleasure like it. Adam touched her as if she were his property, and she understood that she liked being touched like that. Voracious, wild. It was much better. She had gotten used to Allister's serenity, but now she understood that her dissatisfaction, and search for sex all day long, was a lack of what Adam was giving her at that moment.
Adam suddenly pulled away and stared at her, looking confused. It was the first time Anna had seen his eyes without any trace of their usual coldness. He approached her again, took her in his arms and carried her to bed. Anna couldn't even try to fight him off when he touched her, seeking more, because that was all she wanted too. And that night, they didn't sleep. They spent it caressing each other with moans, without words, enjoying the recent irrefutable discovery: they were able to give each other pleasure they had never felt in other arms, they were like two teenagers discovering the source of pleasure for the first time. They were now like two lovers, trapped by their desires, and also by something that neither of them was willing to admit; by their feelings. But no matter how much Anna encouraged him, Adam didn't consummate the relationship.
They watched the day light up, each afraid that the other would put an end to their time together.
Adam leaned on his elbow, totally at ease, and watched Anna hiding under the sheet. She stared at him, frightened, but didn't look away. He was back with his cold stare, but it wasn't just coldness, not anymore.
They stared at each other for a long time while he played with the red curl at the end of Anna's hair.
"I guess that inexperienced, disgusting boy didn't find the right way to the 'hole'." He said wryly, remembering the hurtful words she'd said when she thought he wasn't listening, after they'd spent the night communicating only with moans.
"I... I don't take back what I said. You'd be very unbearable."
Their eyes were amused and Anna liked that mixture of coldness and amusement. It made him unique.
"What did you do, Anna? That couldn't have happened!" He said thoughtfully.
"You did it, but... I think it was bound to happen sooner or later, although I believe that wasn't all, you didn't penetrate me. Isn't that what you do with your 'products'?"
Adam turned to look at the window.
"No, Anna. That's not exactly what we do with our 'products'. But you'll never find out, because you'll never be a 'product'. "
"Why didn't you... do everything?"
"Because I know what's in All's second will."
"What is it?"
"That's not important yet. I like to be thorough. I'm still thinking about it."
"Are you going to kill me?" She asked without emotion. I didn't know if she cared about dying.
"No."
"Are you going to give me a million dollars to disappear from your life? I think you made a proposal like that, at some point..."
"That won't be possible. No... I don't think I can... Maybe... In a few months..."
"Why? Aren't we supposed to get married in a few weeks, since you said so firmly that Ryan is going to propose to me tonight?"