Chapter 27

He skimmed his mouth over her collarbone, tasting the sweat and desire rising to the surface of her skin. “Adam,” he heard her whisper, then the pull of her hands drew him upward, until his lips hovered above hers.

“I’m glad you’re staying,” Sasha said. The words came on staggered breaths, the heat of them washing over him more thoroughly than the slam of their bodies. “We need you.”

Adam flushed, and he seemed to tingle everywhere, even the back of his eyes. He believed her, but she was also telling him that it was okay to need them. And maybe one day, he’d tell them how much. Or maybe they already knew. They were both very good at anticipating his other needs, after all.

He freed one hand from her hips and pushed it between them to find her clit. At first, he just let his nail scrape across it with each thrust of his hips, his eyes squeezing shut as she flexed her muscles and clenched around him.

“More.”