Surrender to Fate (Fate's Path Part One: A New Adult Romance Series) (20 page)

Adley leaned his head back and closed his eyes, but was still slowly sinking his fingers in and out of Sarah. The feel of him in her hand, and the feel of him inside of her, was sending Sarah to a whole new plane of pleasure. She fully wrapped her fingers around him and began to briskly move her hand up and down the full length of him. “Is this what you want, Adley?” Sarah whispered.

He lifted his head and stared intently into her eyes, pausing only for a second before he hungrily found her mouth. “You are exactly what I want,” he stammered between kisses. “Please, don’t stop.”

Sarah loved what she was doing to him. Adley had always been in complete control, up until now. She could feel that she was now taking him down a path of pure abandon, and she could feel herself driving him to the point that he had been able to bring her to. Knowing what she was doing to him only fueled her on. She squeezed him slightly tighter and felt his hips begin to pulse in time with her strokes. She didn’t think it was possible, but she felt him grow even harder, and his tip even more swollen. She slid her hand over him more and more, somehow knowing that was what he wanted.

His fingers began to pick up the pace inside of her, too. She could see his arm muscles contracting with each push inside of her, and it excited her to know that he was using his strength to fully pleasure her. She marveled that the strength he possessed could be used so tenderly. She felt the building of delicious pressure inside of her, and she began to circle her hips in time with her strokes along Adley’s shaft, and her repeated moans of pure pleasure filled the night air. She had to bite her lip to quiet herself and looked at Adley. His eyes were fixed on hers, his jaw flexing, with every stroke. There was something about seeing the way he looked at her that gave her the release that had been threatening. She pushed herself even harder against his fingers, and wrapped her fingers even tighter around him. She closed her eyes, and felt her body grip around his fingers, relinquishing all control to Adley.

“Yes, Sarah. Yes! Oh my God!” With one final deep plunge inside of her, he sent her over the top as she spilled all over his hand. At the same moment, he cried out her name and erupted a flow of warmth that streamed over his tip, and into her palm.

Sarah fell against his chest as they both heaved against each other. Although she loved feeling him in her hand, and was savoring what she had just done to him, she gently released her grip around him. He too, gently retreated from her, and adjusted her undergarments back to their proper position. He wrapped his arms around her until both of their breaths had returned to an almost normal pace.

She lifted her head from his shoulder and kissed him long and slow. Adley looked at her and smiled, “You know exactly how to
show
me that you want me. That was a lot more fun than you
telling
me.”

“Yes,” she nodded and kissed him again, “words are highly overrated.”

Margaret was deep in thought as she rode Lashes down the county road to William’s house. The other night with him on the desk, while certainly acceptable, most definitely did not leave her satisfied. She thought that William would’ve taken her wholly, but he didn’t. In fact, he was way too in control of the whole situation for her liking. She was the one who preferred to be in control, and she felt it slipping through her fingers. She would need to regain the upper hand, and make sure that the next time, William’s resistance would be futile. She knew that once William truly had a taste of what she had offer, he’d be a damn fool to ever refuse her again. Despite the unforeseen obstacle of having to tempt William
again
, Margaret was confident that the next time would be different. She had plenty of experience in getting her way throughout her entire life, and William Harston was not going to be the first to deny her what she wanted. Complete control.

As she and Lashes crested the last hill before the Harstons’ house, Margaret could see the mail truck up ahead, pulled over to side of the road. As she rode closer, she could see that the mailman, Mr. Hemshaw, was next to the truck kicking the tire and cursing.

Mr. Hemshaw noticed Margaret approaching and halted his tirade and picked his hat up from the ground. Still huffing, he tried to regain his composure after the certain embarrassment of being caught having a wall-eyed fit. “Hello, Margaret.”

Margaret tried to hide her smile, as she thought it was quite amusing to watch a grown man act like a two-year old. “Hello, Mr. Hemshaw. What seems to be the trouble?”

“Oh, this damn…I mean this darn tire just went flat on me, again! I just had it fixed a week ago, too. A lot of good that did me.”

Knowing full well what his answer would be, she asked, “Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Oh, no. Never mind me.” Looking back down at his tire as if he was dreading the pain in the ass job of changing it, he looked back at Margaret and waved her down the road. “Enjoy your ride. By the way, where you headed?”

“I’m going to the Harstons’, to see William.”

Mr. Hemshaw nodded his head, and then jerked his head up to her. “The Harstons’? Oh well, maybe you could do something for me?”

Margaret slumped her shoulders slightly, her offer to help wasn’t really an offer to do anything, other than to appear polite. “What’s that?” she asked dryly.

“The Harstons were my last mail stop. If you could take them their mail, then I can get this changed and get back to town before my spare decides to go out, too. Do you think you could do that?”

Margaret sat up a little straighter, realizing she narrowly escaped doing God knows what with a dirty, greasy tire. “Oh, sure, I can do that.”

Mr. Hemshaw leaned in through the door window of the truck and pulled out a bundle of mail. “This is it. I appreciate it.”

Margaret took it from him and glanced at the bundle of mail. She couldn’t take her eyes from the letter on the top as she quietly answered him. “You’re wel…come. Keeping her eyes fixed on the letter, she gently gave Lashes a nudge with her heel. “I’ll make sure they get it. Don’t worry.”

She rode past Mr. Hemshaw as he yelled a final thanks, but Margaret wasn’t paying a bit of attention. In fact, she wasn’t even paying attention to the road, or leading Lashes, or anything but the name in the corner of the envelope, addressed to
her
William.

Sarah Ellis

24891 Rd. 43

Bakersfield, CA

Margaret’s eyes narrowed as she stared at that name. Sarah was writing to William. And no doubt, whatever was in that letter would only derail her plans that she had been crafting. After every bit of progress she had made pulling William into her clutches, she wasn’t going to let a letter from perfect Sarah to ruin it all. Margaret pulled the reins, and stopped Lashes in her tracks. She absolutely knew that what she was about to do was wrong, and she couldn’t have cared less.

She pulled the letter from under the rubber band and with her hands shaking, pried her finger under the flap and ripped it open. Her eyes quickly scanned the words,
I hope you know that there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about you, and more importantly, our promise that we made to each other the day at Coon’s Cove.

Margaret slammed her fist down on the saddle horn. Through gritted teeth she seethed, “Promise! What promise?”

She looked back to the letter, though she was so furious she could hardly read.

…know that my heart is yours, and it will remain yours, and that will not end. Time or distance from you can never take away everything that we’ve shared together.

Margaret covered her mouth with her hand, certain that she would be sick. She reached the end of the letter, and dropped her hand back to the letter, looking at it in complete puzzlement.

I keep the memory of what you said to me, Me Ware Wo, playing over and over in my mind. I only hope you can hear me saying the words to you, and know that I mean them now, more than ever. Me Ware Wo, Will.

She looked ahead, staring at the back of Lashes ears as she squinted and wondered what on Earth ‘Me Ware Wo’ could possibly mean. She looked back to the letter, fuming that Sarah and William had some sort of secret cipher that obviously meant a great deal to both of them.

It was no matter. She would make certain that William would never see this letter. She jammed it back into the envelope, and put the letter in the saddle bag behind her. She sat up straight, smoothed her hair, and gave Lashes another jab with her heel. Reading that letter only fueled the fire that was already a raging inferno. If William thought that Margaret could be convincing before, he hadn’t seen anything yet.

As she pointed Lashes up the long driveway to the Harstons’, Margaret had to smile at how the day was actually turning out. She would be wrong to say that she had never wished anything bad on anybody, but she smiled with the realization that Mr. Hemshaw’s flat tire couldn’t have worked out any better for her
, and that was all that mattered
.

Sarah and Adley spent the next couple of weeks doing everything in their power to be together. With the weather changing every day toward full-blown winter, there weren’t as many excuses to be outside as there usually were during the summer. Both of them were kept busy with their chores, but when those were done, they both knew to go back to their respective houses to avoid causing any suspicion from their parents.

But when she could see Adley, they would ravish each other with kisses and run their hands over each other’s bodies until they knew that they better force themselves apart before things got out of control, and someone would surely discover their affair. She didn’t imagine her parents would be opposed to the relationship, but since she couldn’t be sure, she wasn’t willing to take the chance. Not being able to fully be alone together was causing both of them to build up so much desire for the other, that Sarah found it difficult to concentrate on anything but the next time she would have Adley’s hands on her body. While she craved his caressing hands, she found that she equally desired his friendship and respected his knowledge. The connection she felt to him, both physically and emotionally, left her with a fear of losing either bond.

When she was confined to her house, Sarah tried to spend extra time with Matty. They would play cribbage for hours and hours until neither one of them could add cards to fifteen anymore, and they would each retreat to a quiet spot in the house to read. Sarah spent her time thinking of Will, too, but now her thoughts were mostly of accepting that their paths in life were going further and further in separate directions. It had now been months since her letter to him, and still, nothing for her.

Sarah’s heart started to pound when she heard her parents talking about going into town with the Somerton’s to get supplies that they needed for the ranch. Sarah and Adley had planned that when the next trip to town came along, that they would both come up with some reason to stay behind. Usually, they would all go as everyone enjoyed a change of scenery from the farm. She would need to play it just right, and she knew that she and Adley would finally be able to spend time together, completely alone. Now, she just had to hope that this trip to town would be no different, and Matty would be going with her parents.

“Sarah,” Anne called. “Are you ready? We’re leaving.”

Sarah knew she was about to lie to her mother, and she hated to do so. But, the thought of a missed opportunity with Adley outweighed the cons of lying.

“Oh, Mama, I don’t think I’m up for it. I have had a headache all day, and I think I just really want to take a nap.”

Anne furrowed her brow, “Really? Why didn’t you say something earlier?”

“Oh, it’s not bad. Really. I think that if I were able to fall asleep, it would be gone when I woke up.”

“Hmmm…well, do you want me to stay home with you?”

Sarah’s eyed widened, “Oh no, Mama. I don’t want to spoil your trip to town. I’m fine…just a little headache, I promise.”

Anne thought a bit longer and said, “Alright, if you say so.” She kissed Sarah on the forehead. “Feel better, sweetheart.”

Sarah tried to hide her smile as a delicious thought entered her mind.
Oh, I’m sure Adley will make certain that I feel better!

Sarah cleared her throat and answered, “Okay, I will. Have fun.”

Sarah waited until both farm trucks pulled out of the driveway before she got up from laying down on the couch. She was so relieved that Matty didn’t hesitate to go with them. And now she knew that she was minutes away from seeing Adley, as she noticed that he was not in the farm truck with his parents.

Smoothing her hair and clothes, Sarah flew out of the door and started for Adley’s house. She was half walking, half running, when she realized that she better calm down before she was disheveled mess at his door. Before she could even raise her hand to knock on the door, Adley flung his front door open and pulled her inside.

She couldn’t even get out a ‘hello’ before she was in his arms and he was kissing her as if it had been years since they last saw each other.

When he finally stopped, he put his hands on either side of her face, “I have been waiting and waiting for the chance to finally be with you. And, I might add, patience isn’t one of my strong suits. Come on, we don’t have a lot of time and I don’t want to waste a single minute of it.”

He took her by the hand and led her upstairs and into his bedroom. She walked into his room and looked around. For as long as she had known him, she had never been in his room, and she felt that just by seeing his things, that she was getting even more of a glimpse into who he was. His room was very neat and orderly with only a few items on his dresser and nightstand. He had a bookshelf filled with books, and Sarah realized that it hadn’t occurred to her that he would like to read. The only other boy she knew of that loved books, was Will. She stared at the books, remembering that Will had found their secret saying in some old book that he had read. But before she could contemplate Will any longer, she felt Adley’s arms come around her from behind as he buried his face in her neck, and began showering her with long, slow kisses. He spun her around, but didn’t let go. Sarah loved the way he kissed her. Urgent kisses, but not rushed. She wrapped her fingers through his hair, trying to return his sentiment.

He gently started walking her backwards until she felt the bed behind her. Putting his hand behind her to support her, they descended on the bed, still communicating with only their kiss. He paused only to kick his shoes to the floor, and to take hers off as well. He climbed back on top of her and pressed into her hips with his. Bracing himself over her, her whispered, “Tell me you want me, Sarah. I don’t want to do anything you’re not ready to do.”

A sly smile crossed Sarah’s lips, “I’d rather show you, if that’s alright?”

A grin crossed his face and he groaned in satisfaction. “Oh Sarah, you don’t know what you do to me. But yes, please,
show
me. Just tell me if you want me to stop at anytime. Because I’ve had a lot of time to think about what I would do to you the next time I got the chance. I’m going to do everything you want me to, but you’re in charge, alright Sarah?”

Sarah nodded and pulled him down to kiss her. Still supporting his body weight with one arm, he began to unbutton her shirt. He pushed it to the side and sat up to look at her. “Oh my God, Sarah, you are beautiful,” he exhaled as he put one of her breasts in his mouth. He rolled her nipple around in his mouth until he felt it become hard. He moved over to her other breast and gave it the same stimulating attention. Sarah loved that she could already hear him moaning against her skin.

“There’s just something about your skin, Sarah; I can’t keep my hands, or my lips, for that matter off you. Do you know how delicious you are?

Sarah giggled and ran her fingers through his hair. “Delicious? No, I guess I’ve never thought of myself as delicious.”

“Oh, but you are.” He moved up and hovered over her mouth. “Your lips taste like…,” he bent down and lightly licked her lips, and brought her bottom lip into his mouth and sucked for a moment, “…a juicy strawberry.”

He moved to her neck, “And here…this is honeysuckle.” He drifted down to her sumptuous breasts and gave them a light flick of his tongue before sucking them to attention once again, “Mmm. Here we have plump cherries.” He circled his tongue around her navel with long, slow kisses, before he lifted his head to look at her. “See? Delicious. But, I’m dying to taste more, Sarah.”

Sarah’s breaths had quickened and she was beginning to tingle everywhere Adley had touched her. “What…do you mean?”

Adley smiled his mischievous grin that Sarah had learned to recognize as a precursor to unbelievable pleasure. “Tell me you want me to show you, Sarah. Tell me you want me taste you.”

She slowly nodded.

“Tell me, Sarah.”

“Yes, I want you to taste me.” She was now barely able to breathe.

Adley sat up on his knees, and clutched the waistband of Sarah’s skirt and pulled it down, and over her feet before throwing it on the floor next to the bed. Sarah shivered again, but was anything but cold. Adley slid his fingers under the waist of her panties, and slowly pulled them down until Sarah pulled each foot out of them. He tossed them to the side and looked down at her with starving eyes.

“Oh Sarah, you are…God, Sarah, you are gorgeous,” Adley said looking at her naked body. “You should know, you make me hungry, very hungry. Is that alright?”

Sarah could only nod, and Adley was more than satisfied with her answer this time. He moved to the end of the bed, and pulled her legs apart. Sarah felt so exposed that she slid her hands down to the top of her thighs.

Adley looked up at her and shook his head, “No, Sarah…I want you to keep your hands on the bed next to you. Keep your hands
on the bed,
okay?”

She did as he asked and he continued to spread her open. Once he had her legs spread, he wrapped his hands around her ankles and pushed, making her knees bend. “On the bed, Sarah,” he reminded as he slid himself down to lay on his stomach.

Sarah was visibly trembling, and clutched the bedspread in her hands. She felt Adley’s shoulders between her thighs, and the warmth of his breath. She closed her eyes, and waited.

Adley started with one finger, tracing along her lips and circling just outside of her entrance. He immediately sunk his finger deep inside, and Sarah’s hips immediately reacted by coming off the bed. He circled his finger again and brought it out, only to re-enter with two fingers.

Adley moaned, “Oh, Sarah…so this is what my fingers look like touching you. You swallow my fingers so perfectly, Sarah. You are already dripping wet for me.”

Sarah was now gathering more of the bedspread in her hands. Not only did his fingers feel incredible, but his words drove her wild.

“Now, Sarah, I can’t wait any longer. I’m going to taste you.”

Sarah’s body tensed, she could only imagine what Adley was going to do next.

She first felt only his breath, warm and close. Then his warm tongue, starting low and slowly began moving up the entire length of her lips and over her dripping hole. Winding her hands in the bed spread even tighter, he continued with long, deliberate strokes of his tongue. He pushed her legs apart even further, opening her wide for his mouth to be pressed even further into her.

“Mmmm…so good, Sarah. You taste like heaven. Tell me I can have more.”

Sarah moaned softly, but Adley waited. She knew he wanted to hear it.

“Yes, Adley, you can have more,” she somehow managed to breathlessly say.

One second after her consent, he was back with his tongue buried inside of her. But he was done with the long, slow torturous licking. Now he was sucking and diving with his tongue as deeply as he could, and sucking at her juices before they could flow out of her.

Her hips were now unable to be stilled and she realized that she had lifted her hips from the bed and she was moving and circling them around his mouth. Adley slowed and was once again, gently swiping his tongue over her when she felt his finger press into her. Her body stopped, ready to feel a new sensation of his tongue and his fingers inside of her at the same time. He pushed two fingers inside and pressed down, and let his tongue back inside to flick against her.

Sarah bit her lip as she was certain she would cry out in pure ecstasy. She pressed her head into the pillow, feeling herself coming to the edge.

“Yes, baby…I feel you. You’re close. Give in to me, Sarah.”

He buried his face in between her legs and pulsed his fingers in and out of her so rapidly that Sarah could no longer stay quiet. The louder she got, the more intently Adley sunk his tongue and fingers into her. She couldn’t help but to move one of her hands off of the bed and wrap it around the back of his head. She pulled his head into her even further while she moved her hips uncontrollably up and down, rubbing her throbbing lips all around his mouth. Finally, she felt the luscious release and yelled out his name as her body came loose in crashing waves and she could hear Adley moaning and drinking her in.

As her shaking subsided, Adley gently kissed the skin of her inner thighs. “That was the most mouth-watering treat yet. You do know, that once I’ve a treat like that, I’ll have to come back for more, right?” He smiled and reached down to pull the blanket at the foot of the bed up as he lay down next to Sarah. She lifted her head for his arm to go under and once again, she felt surrounded by him. She closed her eyes as she rested on his chest, listening to his heart beat slow. He slowly ran his hand over her hair, and she could tell that he was deep in thought. She tilted her head back to look at him. His eyes were closed, but he had a discernable smile on his face. She nuzzled back into his arms, and closed her eyes.

She must’ve fallen sound asleep because she awoke to Adley gently shaking her shoulder. For a minute, she didn’t know where she was, and then it all came rushing back to her. She was in Adley’s room, and they had shared another moment of intimate pleasure that instantly came back to her.

“We don’t have much time. Everyone will be getting back soon.”

Sarah was suddenly panicked. She would absolutely die if she were to get caught in the state she was in right now. She nodded, and quickly redressed. Adley held her hand as they walked down the stairs and to the front door.

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, lingering over her lips as he whispered, “So delicious.”

She hugged tightly around his neck and whispered back, “Please, by all means, let me know if you get
hungry
again.” She left him with a quick kiss on his lips and reached for the handle.

“Sarah, wait.” Adley grabbed her arm and spun her around back into his arms. “Before you go…I have to ask you something.”

Sarah furrowed her brow, something about his eyes made her uneasy. “What is it?”

He paused, looking down at the floor and then back up to her face. “Sarah, I need to know. Are you still missing
him
?”