Chapter 26 Six: Holding Back

Emily

It can't be him, it can't be that crazy person who has been sending me texts, I silently murmured over and over again when I saw Adam running after the figure. Was this guy crazy enough to follow me to Paris? I couldn't help but ask myself that question while putting on my underwear and clothes. Coming back up to me, I saw Adam was staring at me intently before he got redressed then ushered me in the direction of the hotel. Feeing my phone vibrate in my pocket, I took it out and saw that it was a text. Reading it, I wanted to burst into tears.

He was threatening me yet again, this crazy fucker that I knew nothing of, nothing about or his motives was threatening me once more.

Next time it won't be stones, it will be bullets if I ever see you guys naked bodies pressed together again.

I guess my assumption was right, it was indeed that crazy mysterious man that has been trailing me all over New York and now Paris. How he knew where I was, was a mystery to me.

I badly wanted to tell Adam what was going on, but I didn’t want him to get involved to know what was happening. Sighing, we made our back to the hotel and into our own separate rooms.

Stripping out of my clothes, I went to take a nice hot bath before I dried off and when to lay naked on the bed. Adam and I didn't have any meetings to attend, so it was a free day for me–––for us to do whatever we wanted since we were officially a couple.

Closing my eyes, I drifted off to sleep immediately. I was woken up a few hours later by a knock on the door and a deep voice cursing “fuck.”

Bolting up, I saw Adam was a few meters from my bed with his eyes glued to my breast.

The heat of his gaze was making my nipples stand at attention and butterflies forming in the pit of my stomach.

“You know; they always say that sex at this hour is always great,” his voice came out huskily before he curled his lips into a smirk. Shooting up my eyebrows at him I answered immediately.

“Did you know that a man who has sex too many times, will cause him to run out of semen and he will become bare?”

Letting out a deep laugh he replied, “I will take my chances.” Moving with such speed that seems inhumane, he grabbed me by the waist before he gently grabbed my ankles and dragged me to the edge of the bed. Wrapping my foot around his waist, he began licking my neck and I could feel his cock right in my center, poking me.

It was like his cock knew it was close to where it was supposed to be but his clothes were blocking it from its goal. Moaning in his ear, I gyrated my hips so that my pussy could rub on his cock. Even though his clothes were in the way, it still felt erotic, naughty and the feeling was slowly driving me insane. Closing my eyes, I allowed myself to be pleasured, but the texts that I have been receiving made my eyes flew open and panic now replace the feeling of euphoria.

Pushing him away, I saw that he got up and his eyes were filled with confusion, then it flashed to shock.

“I am sorry Emily. If I knew you didn't want to have sex I wouldn't have come on to you like that.”

Going up to him, I placed his hands on my waist before I kissed him.

“You did nothing wrong. I was just not feeling well that's all,” I said while pulling away. Holding me back, he wrapped me in his arms before he kissed me on the top of my head.

“You should get dressed,” he suggested before he walked away and into his room. Letting out a sigh of relief, I took up my phone and stared at the message that was haunting me.

Was this how it was going to go now? I asked myself, unable to have sex with my boyfriend and living in fear of this maniac. This person threatened to kill both my boyfriend and my mother if I ever have sex with Adam again. What must I do? Who should I turn to? I can’t tell Adam because I didn’t want him to get involved and I couldn’t tell my mom because it would frighten her.

Closing my eyes tight, I tried to get rid of the thoughts but instead, they came as visions. They were vivid visions of my hands covered in blood and I was looking down at the lifeless body of Adam. Quickly opening my eyes, I got up and got dressed before I made my way over to Adam's room. I have to tell him; I have to tell him everything. He could help me figure a way out of this mess. Opening the door, that separated our room, I stepped into his.

“James, I swear if I found who the fuck was trying to pelt me with stones last night, I am going to rip his head off his body. The fucker nearly hit me in the head with one and Emily was there, she could have hurt her.”

There was a pause before he spoke again.

“Things change between us. We are now in a relationship.”

There was another pause.

Chuckling at something that James said he replied. “I am pussy whipped but on a serious note, I want you to find out what you can and let me know.”

Clearing my throat, he turned sharply towards me before hurriedly bidding James goodbye and hanging up.

“So, you're pussy whipped huh?” I asked with a wide grin spread across my face.

Looking me straight in the eye, he replied, “I sure am.”

“Are you going to hurt the guy if you find him?” I asked curiously.

“I will if I find him.”

“Why?”

“He could have hurt you.”

“But he didn't.”

“Emily, I don't care, I am still going to hurt him,” he said in a serious tone.

“Why?” I asked curiously.

Looking at me like I was crazy, he wrapped me in his arms before whispering in my ear. “You are too pretty and sweet to be hurt in any way.” I could feel my eyes getting moist before tears began streaming down my face, it was the first time a guy had ever cared so much for me. I felt loved and wanted and it warms my heart that Adam cares for me this way.

“Do you want to watch a movie?” he asked while he walked me to the bed. Nodding my head, we climbed into bed together and he took up the laptop that he had on his bed. Signing into Netflix, we began watching twilight. I was loving the storyline and what it was about but Adam was the complete opposite. He absolutely hated everything about the show and even the main character, it was really funny how he rolled his eyes every time she said something that he thought was ridiculous.

Yawning, he asked if I was hungry and I nodded my head and told him yes. Ordering room service, we had a late-night snack in his room before we went to wash our hands, brush our teeth, and got ready for bed. Cuddling up next to him, I closed my eyes but I couldn’t fall asleep. I was thinking, racking my brain to find out who will want to do this to me. Sighing, I could feel and a headache coming on due to me overthinking.

Adam’s breathing was now evened out so I knew he had fallen asleep, so that means I couldn’t wake him. Snuggling more into him, I finally fell asleep. Getting up the next morning, I stretched before I let out a loud yawn. “Wow easy their tiger.” Chuckling I looked across the room to see Adam staring through the window.

“Good morning sleepyhead, you are finally awake.” Chuckling once more before rolling my eyes at him, I got up and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and to take a shower. Today was Tuesday which meant neither of us had anything to do. Getting dressed in a blue dress and black flats, we went down to the dining area where we had breakfast. During breakfast, Adam was taking out my eyes and eating them while I was taking his strawberries. We were having a good time and I was feeling great, that’s until I felt an eerie feeling and someone watching me. Turning around just in time, I saw someone dressed in a black coat with a black hat on his head, walking past the dining area.

Getting up as quickly as I could, I rushed after them but by the time I made it out to the lobby the person was in the elevator and the door was now an inch away from being shut. Cursing under my breath, I went back to our table to see Adam with a confused look on his face. Reassuring him that it was nothing, we continued eating. I knew he didn’t believe me, and I knew it was a matter of time before he picked up what was going on. I just hoped by then I would be able to give him some answers.

“Want us to go for a walk?” I asked after we had finished eating. Nodding his head yes. We got up and made our way onto the streets of Paris. Walking along the roads, I did some window shopping, pointing out stuff that I thought would look good on Adam who was seriously not interested in any of them. Rolling my eyes because he was such a buzzkill, I was about to give up when I saw someone renting bikes. Taking his hand, I ran while dragging him along. We made it over to the guy. Paying him for two bikes, I went on mine, but Adam was staring at the bike looking at it as if it was a foreign object.

“It won’t bite Adam, you can go on it.” Looking at me then back at the bike, he had this weird look on his face and that’s when I knew something was terribly wrong. “What’s wrong Adam?” I asked with concerning lacing my voice.

“I-I can’t ride a bicycle Emily,” he spoke softly.

“What you mean by you can’t ride a bicycle,” I asked dumbfounded.

“I never own a bicycle and I never went on one before hence I can’t ride one.”

“So, no one taught you?”

“No one did.” He had a sad look on his face before it disappeared and I felt sorry for him. clearing my throat, I spoke up.

“Would you like if I teach you?”

Nodding his head yes, I told him to get on his bike. Coming off mine, I gave the man back the one I had before I went up to him and told him how he should set himself and where he should put his hands and his feet. Holding to him, I guided him as he began to pedal. It was a bit awkward at first, but he began to catch on. We went on for an hour before we got tired. Returning to the man, we returned Adam’s bicycle before we ventured into a nearby café. Ordering coffee and a sandwich we sat before we began to eat and joke. Licking my lips, I saw Adam’s face take on a lustful look.

Licking my lips once more to rile him up, I saw that he got up and took my hand. Bringing me out of the café, we hurriedly walked back to the hotel and into his room.

Stripping me out of my clothes before tearing off his, he kissed my lips passionately. Capturing my lips with his, he began to suck on them which caused me to moan inside his mouth. Trailing his hand up my thigh slowly, he reached my pussy where he began to rub my clit slowly. His tongue was now inside my mouth and I was sucking on it slowly while I felt his finger leave my clit and was now entering my wet pussy. Arching my back every time his finger hit my g-spot, I began to gyrate on his fingers to feel more friction.

Breaking away from the kiss, he smiled a breath-taking smile and I felt my pussy pulsate before I completely break apart. Chuckling, he withdrew his fingers before he began to suck on them. Rolling my eyes at him, he hovered over me before he began to kiss my neck. slowly he planted wet kisses while making his way down. Stopping between the creases of my breast, he began to kiss his way up to my right breast before his mouth found its way to my nipple. Sucking hard on it, he began to tweak and play with my left nipple simultaneously.

Between my thighs felt like I was floating in the Blue Nile. It’s the wettest I have been and my pussy was now aching for his cock to be inside me. “Adam,” I moaned out. “Please no more, just fuck me.” stopping he looked down at me with a cocky smirk on his face before letting out a laugh.

“Who knew you had a foul mouth.” Chuckling, he wrapped my foot around his waist. Pushing his way inside me, I let out a gasp. Moaning when I felt his entire length inside me, I grabbed his ass and probed him on. Going in and outside of me, I could hear how wet I was based on the sounds that my pussy was making. Moaning, inside my ear, I felt my body heat up. It was the sexiest sound I ever heard and I was happy that I could make him feel that way. In and out, his member went until I explode around him. He continued to pound inside me before he exploded inside me.

Panting hard, we catch our breaths before we went into the bathroom to get clean up.