The next two weeks passed at an agonizingly slow pace. Now that I was finished with school, I spent more time cleaning houses for money, but no matter how busy I was, I constantly thought of Adam.
When Blair finally reached out to let me know she and her parents were leaving town, I could barely contain my excitement. Still, I made myself wait several hours before heading over to their house. It was around three in the afternoon when I rang the doorbell. Glancing down at myself, I wondered if Adam would like the outfit I'd chosen. I was wearing shorts and a stretchy peach tank top, along with sandals. I hadn't pulled my hair back, so it now fell in waves past my shoulders.
The moment Adam opened the door, I couldn't suppress a huge grin. He smiled in return, then said, "It's wonderful to see you again, Emmy. Please come in."
I tilted my head, giving him a curious look. Why was he being so... polite? His demeanor was almost formal, as if I were just any old guest stopping by. An icy fear suddenly chilled my insides. Had something happened to him in the two weeks we'd been apart? Had the Reids reprogrammed him somehow? Did he even remember the time we'd spent together in his room?
I managed to hold my smile while stepping past him. He was dressed in chinos and a polo shirt, but he didn't have on shoes, so I took off my sandals as well. Wiping my sweaty palms on my shorts, I watched as he shut the door. My heart felt like it was in pieces in the pit of my stomach, and I had no idea what to say after that weird greeting he'd offered me. Finally, I managed to remember the reason I was here in the first place. "Well, I guess I should check on Cleo—"
That was as far as I got before Adam reached for me. His movements were so fast, I barely had a chance to react. Once I was in his arms, he said, "Cleo's fine." Then he lowered his mouth to mine.
I moaned at the blatant desire he revealed in that kiss. Even as a surge of lust chased away all my doubts, I grew weak-kneed with relief. He hadn't been reprogrammed, after all! "I'm so glad you're okay!" I told him, breathing faster now.
Adam smoothed my hair back from my face. "Of course, I am, sweetheart."
Not Emmy, but sweetheart. Where had he picked that up? It was highly unlikely that Mrs. Reid asked him to call her that. "But you acted like you didn't really know me when you answered the door." I felt ridiculous even mentioning it, but I was still reeling from the change in him.
His smile was reassuring. "I simply wanted to be careful. The neighbors..."
My embarrassment deepened when I realized Adam was one step ahead of me. "I understand," I replied, nodding emphatically. "That's really smart." He was right to be cautious, and I reminded myself I should be, too. The neighbors would definitely be shocked to see me hugging and kissing the Reid family's Sentient. And they'd also be sure to let Mrs. Reid know.
Adam drew me into another embrace. "I've missed you so much, Emmy!"
That huge grin returned to my face as he held me. No human guy would have been so open about his feelings after we'd spent just one evening together, but now that Adam and I were alone again, he made his fondness for me clear. It was wonderful, I discovered, to know just where I stood with him.
"I've missed you, too," I whispered. "And I've been thinking about you nonstop!"
Adam searched my face, his brow furrowing a little. "You experienced pain when we made love. How are you feeling now?"
"I'm totally fine." Flashing a wicked smile, I added, "And I'm ready for more if you are."
He slid his hands down my back and cupped my ass before pressing me firmly to him. My eyes widened at the feel of his erection. "Does that give you an idea of how ready I am?" he asked in that low, seductive voice that got me instantly wet.
"Oh, that leaves no doubt!" I couldn't resist stroking him through his pants. "Let's do it in an actual bed this time," I suggested with a wink. "It'll be a lot more comfortable than the floor."
"Of course." Adam's hands roamed all over me, and his mouth was ravenous at my neck. "Do you want to choose one of the guest rooms?"
I knew that was the most logical option, but I wasn't exactly feeling logical. "Have you ever, um, been in Mr. and Mrs. Reid's bed?" I didn't want to come right out and ask if he'd fucked Blair's mom there, because I understood Adam was discreet about his relationship with Mrs. Reid. Yet he met my stare and shook his head, which let me know Mrs. Reid was having her fun with him in one of the spare rooms. Maybe she and Mr. Reid had an agreement that she wouldn't fuck their Sentient in the bed they shared.
I planted a kiss at the corner of Adam's mouth, then whispered, "How about we give their bed a try?"
In response, Adam literally swept me off my feet, then carried me up the stairs. His stride was steady and purposeful; the way he so easily assumed control made that needy throb begin deep within me. When we entered the master bedroom, I couldn't help but gawk. It was spectacular and far larger than the living room in my house. However, my attention was immediately drawn from the luxurious décor once Adam set me down. I didn't have a chance to speak before he began stripping me naked. His stare was hot as he pulled my tank top over my head, revealing my lacy bra. The feel of his thumbs teasing my nipples made me release a hungry moan.
Adam effortlessly unclasped my bra, and I hurried to slip the straps from my shoulders. The moment my breasts were exposed, he lowered his head to suck my right nipple. My soft cries drifted throughout the room as I held him to me. I couldn't help but wonder how often he'd done this with Mrs. Reid. Did she give him step-by-step directions? Was he able to exercise his autonomy beyond talking dirty to her?
By the time Adam sought out my mouth for another kiss, I was sopping wet. "Get undressed," I said, my voice filled with a kind of pleading.
While he rushed to do as I asked, I took off the rest of my clothes. Moments later, he and I stood naked before each other, and I was finally able to take in the sight of his nude body. Sliding my hands over his skin, I found I loved the feel of his coarse chest hair. That hair narrowed to a line which traveled down his belly. When I dared to graze his nipples with my fingertips, he inhaled sharply. My next words spilled out of me in a rush. "Who designed you?"
Adam was quiet for several seconds, and I again got the impression that he was carefully considering his reply.
"You don't have to answer," I quickly added. "I know some things about you are... private."
"Mrs. Reid selected my design specifications," Adam said. When our eyes locked, I sensed the trust he was now placing in me. "She wanted me to look like a man she'd loved before she met Mr. Reid."
I struggled to hide my surprise. "Does Mr. Reid know that?"
"No. Mrs. Reid told me only because I was curious and asked why she'd chosen to give me certain characteristics."
I grabbed Adam's hand and gave it a squeeze. "I promise I'll never repeat anything you choose to share with me. It stays between us, okay?"
His smile was tender as he said, "It's nice to be able to confide in someone. I never imagined how meaningful that could be."
"Well, Mrs. Reid's first love must have been absolutely gorgeous, if you look just like him." Slipping my arms around Adam's neck, I delighted in the warmth of his skin against mine. "But your personality is all your own. That didn't come from anyone else."
As he gave me a fervent kiss, I could feel his hard cock between us. "Thank you for really seeing me, Emmy."
Was it strange for him, I wondered, to be made in the image of a man he'd never known? While he was with me, I wanted him to be true to himself. I knew most of his time was spent calculating what the humans in this house expected of him, but I was determined to give him the opportunity to explore his own desires.
"Ready to try out that bed?" I asked with a grin.
"Absolutely!"
The bed was perfectly made, and I was certain that was Adam's doing. Now, he pulled back the covers before reaching for me. The sheets smelled fresh and clean as we slipped between them. Adam immediately kissed me again; I sensed it was one of his favorite activities. When our tongues met, he wove his fingers through my hair.
"I'd like for you to be on top this time," he said.
I was thrilled that he'd so readily expressed what he wanted since I knew he couldn't do that with Mrs. Reid. "We can definitely give that position a try! Among many others."
Once Adam lay on his back, I moved to straddle his thighs, but before I could wrap my fingers around his cock, he placed his hands on my hips. "Will you let me taste your pussy first, Emmy?"
A shudder of lust coursed through me at his request. "You really want to?" Despite the obvious longing in Adam's eyes, I still needed to make sure he wasn't simply trying to please me.
"I really want to," he insisted with a smile.
My face and neck grew flushed as I positioned myself over Adam's face. With a knee placed on either side of his head, I felt suddenly shy. "Like this?" I asked meekly.
"Just like that," he said, then pulled me down onto his waiting mouth.
The first sweep of Adam's tongue over my wet folds made me cry out from the pleasure it gave. I grabbed the headboard as his licking grew more fervent. "Oh fuck, that feels so good!" I moaned.
He made a guttural sound in response. His grip on me tightened as he began devouring my pussy, yet I was easily able to rock my hips. In the past two weeks, I'd often fantasized about this act, but my imagination paled in comparison with the reality of it! Within minutes, Adam's skilled tongue had my thighs shaking.
He was far from finished, however. A surprised yelp escaped me when I felt a sudden and powerful vibration. "No way! Your tongue vibrates, too?!"
I heard Adam's muffled laughter just before he slid his pulsing tongue against my flesh. The sensation was exquisite, so intense that I began to writhe, but I still begged for more. His lips circled my clit, and that suction, combined with the relentless vibration, brought me right to the edge.
"Adam, I'm gonna come!" My hips rocked with a frenzied rhythm, and I held onto the headboard to keep from swooning. A delicious tension spread through my muscles as I anticipated the orgasm about to seize me.
Once it did, I let out a low scream. The sound was helpless and raw, the way I felt in the grip of such a fierce climax. My entire body quaked, but Adam continued to hold me fast.
"Adam, I can't!" I managed to choke out. My clit was so sensitive, I didn't think I could bear any more stimulation. He moved his tongue from that tender bud to lap at my folds. The vibration felt good, but not intensely so, and I was thankful for a break to catch my breath.
Taking me in his strong hands, Adam shifted my position a little, then teased my opening with his tongue. When he worked the tip of it inside me, I immediately grew eager for more. "Yes, yes, please!"
His tongue slid deeper into my pussy, vibrating so powerfully that I began shaking again. All the while, he moaned while claiming my cunt in this new way. When he lifted me off his face, I actually whimpered in protest, but those whimpers turned to screams the moment he resumed licking my clit.
My second orgasm was almost instant. I bore down hard, grinding against his face, but his grip on me remained firm. My contractions seemed endless and slow to weaken as if determined to wring every ounce of pleasure from my body. Only when they finally subsided and I began struggling did Adam release me.
I slid off of him and collapsed in a heap at his side. He turned toward me, his mouth and chin coated with my juices, and I could taste my pussy in the deep kiss we shared.
"You enjoyed that?" I asked, a little incredulous.
"So much! I love making you come, Emmy."
I lowered my stare to his rock-hard cock. "And now it's your turn," I told him with a sly smile. Kneeling between his legs, I admired his gorgeous dick for a moment, then dared to cup his balls in my hand. They were heavier than I'd expected. My touch was gentle, and when I gave Adam a questioning look, he eagerly nodded.