What this was between them, he couldn’t say, but one thing was for damn sure, it wasn’t just sex. Although, the sex was fucking fantastic. Every sound she made—every gasp, sigh, and cry—fueled his fire. His heart beat faster. His muscles clenched tighter. His cock throbbed.
Letting go of one nipple he latched on to the other, angling his body in such a way he hit her G-spot with every deep plunge. “Please, Adam! Make me come.” Hands in his hair, she pulled. He lifted his head, raking his teeth from her nipple hard enough to spark an inferno that threatened to engulf them both.
“Open your eyes and look at me.” She did, and the directness of her gaze burned through him leaving an indelible mark on his soul. “Tell me you understand this changes things,” he said, punctuating his demand with a determined thrust.
Eve cried out in pleasure, and Adam’s chest swelled with satisfaction. “Yeah, that’s right, baby.” He powered into her again. Harder this time. “Admit this is more than just sex, and I’ll give you what you want.” Strung like a wire about to snap, the tension in his body came close to unbearable.
“Adam—”
About to deny him, he took her mouth in a blistering kiss. Teeth nipped. Tongues clashed. Panted breaths mingled. Shit. On the edge and ready to fall, he tore his lips free. “Tell me.” He reached his hand between them, found her clit, slicked his fingers over swollen flesh, and discovered a new sound as part moan, part groan ripped from her chest. “Yeah, you like that?”
“Yes!”
“You want more?”
“Yes!”
“Then say it, Eve. Tell me what I want to hear, and I’ll make you come so hard you’ll see stars.”
“Goddamn it, Adam. If you don’t make me come right now, I’ll—”
“You’ll what?” The quick snap of two fingers against her pussy made her cry out, and an electric shock ripped through his cock to zing along his nerve endings. She clenched and bucked against him. He dug in and fucked her harder.
With more control than he’d ever had to call on as a Delta Force operator, Adam kept her on the sharp edge of her pleasure until her defiance turned to plea after plea. “Okay,” she cried, her hands slapping onto his ass. Part demand. Part surrender. “I admit it!”
“Not good enough, princess. Say it.”
“Jesus, Adam. Fine! Sex with you changes everything. Happy now?”
“Very.” He took her mouth in a kiss she couldn’t mistake for anything other than what he intended. A stake claimed. And in three desperate strokes they went over the precipice together, both of them coming so hard it was impossible to tell where her full-body orgasm began and his ended.
CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE
Between the trees,the flashing sun broke through the windshield creating a starburst of halos on the back of Eve’s eyelids. Beside her, Adam held her hand in companionable silence as he drove them down the mountain.
Lord she was tired. And sore. The good kind of sore. The just-had-the-best-sex-of-your-life—multiple times—kind of sore. She’d fallen asleep fast and hard after round one, her head once again on Adam’s chest, his heartbeat the lullaby filling her dreams and feeding her soul.
She’d woken up with his head between her legs, his talented tongue bringing her to orgasm not once, but twice, before he climbed back up her body. He took her with a single thrust, burying himself to the hilt while his mouth swallowed her moan.
She’d tasted herself on his lips, and she wanted more.
Had begged for more.
He gave it to her, fucking her hard enough to make her see stars—again. And again. And again, only the last time it was in the shower while he held her against his chest and took her from behind.
Yeah. Sex with Adam changed things.
Made her realize what a lousy partner Parker had been. He hadn’t liked oral sex— correction—he hadn’t likedgivingoral sex. And he certainly never made sure she came first.
Adam did.
Every single time.
Oh God! Her pussy throbbed, and she felt a gush of wetness between her legs. She clamped down, executing a Kegel strong enough to bend steel. Her mistake. Pushed out from the center of her core, a wave of butterflies winged along her insides, and her nipples pebbled.
She squirmed on the heated seat and made things worse.
Need spiraled through her, settling low in her womb.
