soaked in his flawless facial features. His angular cheekbones, chiseled jawline, and smoldering eyes, they fascinated her. She itched to explore the strength and texture. Unable to fight her urge to touch Adam, Sarah lifted her hands to each side of his face. She cradled his cheeks in her palms then ran her thumbs across his skin, reveling in the smoothness, the warmth.
Adam slid his eyes closed with a low hum, and she smiled, knowing that he needed her as much as she needed him. Only he didn’t keep his eyes shut. He immediately reopened them.
With a grin, Adam whispered, “Finally.” Then he brushed his lips across hers in swift sweeps. Pausing for the briefest of seconds, he murmured, “Finally,” again. This time his words were a mere breath against her lips, the air dancing across her flesh.
Goose bumps popped up all over Sarah’s skin, and a shiver ran down her spine as Adam resumed his masterful teasing, his delicious lips giving her a little but not nearly enough. She yearned for more from him, longed for more of him.
An ache blossomed in Sarah’s womb as Adam’s seductive eyes stared directly into hers. It was as though he could see down to the depths of her soul. Feeling the way she did, she believed he might be able to. Tingles raced over her skin, an awareness seeping into her pores. At the moment, Sarah believed that anything was possible.
Opening her mouth to plead for something, to beg for anything, Adam stopped her with a kiss. This time it was a real kiss. No longer was he the gentle, teasing charmer. This was a whole new Adam. He devoured her. Gone were the little nibbles. He was feasting on her. It was like he was possessed, and Sarah moaned in response.
Adam’s overwhelming passion humbled Sarah, just as it aroused her. Hungering for more of him, she released her fierce hold on his cheeks. Instead, she chose to slide her fingers over the sides of his face before diving into the thickness of his hair.
As though someone took over her like it had him, Sarah latched on to Adam’s hair with both hands and held him to her. He groaned into her mouth then ratcheted up the intensity of his kiss. He tangled his tongue around hers. He jerked her against him so tightly she couldn’t feel anything but him.
Sarah felt a lot of Adam. His lean body was all around her, embracing her from every direction. His long legs held hers between them, the power of his inner thighs astounding her, and his steely cock was huge as it pressed against her.
As Sarah stood there locked in Adam’s embrace, kissing him as if she would die tomorrow, she would have given anything to be naked. For the first time in her life, she wanted to be open and vulnerable—to these men and these men alone.
Out of nowhere a realization hit her. Deke. He wasn’t touching her. He wasn’t kissing her. Was he even with them? Or did he walk away like she feared he would? There was only one way to find out, but did she have the courage to look?
Yes, she did. But when she opened her eyes and saw the empty kitchen, she wished she didn’t.
Chapter 5
Panic gripped Sarah in its vicious claws and fear shredded her soul as she watched the kitchen door swing shut for the last time. No! Her body screamed. Not this time. Without thinking, she chased after Deke.
Rushing through the kitchen then the living room, Sarah didn’t give a second thought about anything in her path. She hastily weaved through the maze of boxes, jumping over some things and kicking aside others.
“Deke,” she yelled as soon as she stepped outside her apartment. Turning her head first left then right, she searched for him in the lengthy hallway. Like earlier, he was taking the stairs. But she wasn’t about to let that happen.
Predictably, the stubborn man ignored her. Other than a slight stiffening, he gave no indication that he’d even heard her. But she noticed the way his sleek, powerful body tautened for a split second. Aha!
“Stop, Deke,” she said
Adam slid his eyes closed with a low hum, and she smiled, knowing that he needed her as much as she needed him. Only he didn’t keep his eyes shut. He immediately reopened them.
With a grin, Adam whispered, “Finally.” Then he brushed his lips across hers in swift sweeps. Pausing for the briefest of seconds, he murmured, “Finally,” again. This time his words were a mere breath against her lips, the air dancing across her flesh.
Goose bumps popped up all over Sarah’s skin, and a shiver ran down her spine as Adam resumed his masterful teasing, his delicious lips giving her a little but not nearly enough. She yearned for more from him, longed for more of him.
An ache blossomed in Sarah’s womb as Adam’s seductive eyes stared directly into hers. It was as though he could see down to the depths of her soul. Feeling the way she did, she believed he might be able to. Tingles raced over her skin, an awareness seeping into her pores. At the moment, Sarah believed that anything was possible.
Opening her mouth to plead for something, to beg for anything, Adam stopped her with a kiss. This time it was a real kiss. No longer was he the gentle, teasing charmer. This was a whole new Adam. He devoured her. Gone were the little nibbles. He was feasting on her. It was like he was possessed, and Sarah moaned in response.
Adam’s overwhelming passion humbled Sarah, just as it aroused her. Hungering for more of him, she released her fierce hold on his cheeks. Instead, she chose to slide her fingers over the sides of his face before diving into the thickness of his hair.
As though someone took over her like it had him, Sarah latched on to Adam’s hair with both hands and held him to her. He groaned into her mouth then ratcheted up the intensity of his kiss. He tangled his tongue around hers. He jerked her against him so tightly she couldn’t feel anything but him.
Sarah felt a lot of Adam. His lean body was all around her, embracing her from every direction. His long legs held hers between them, the power of his inner thighs astounding her, and his steely cock was huge as it pressed against her.
As Sarah stood there locked in Adam’s embrace, kissing him as if she would die tomorrow, she would have given anything to be naked. For the first time in her life, she wanted to be open and vulnerable—to these men and these men alone.
Out of nowhere a realization hit her. Deke. He wasn’t touching her. He wasn’t kissing her. Was he even with them? Or did he walk away like she feared he would? There was only one way to find out, but did she have the courage to look?
Yes, she did. But when she opened her eyes and saw the empty kitchen, she wished she didn’t.
Chapter 5
Panic gripped Sarah in its vicious claws and fear shredded her soul as she watched the kitchen door swing shut for the last time. No! Her body screamed. Not this time. Without thinking, she chased after Deke.
Rushing through the kitchen then the living room, Sarah didn’t give a second thought about anything in her path. She hastily weaved through the maze of boxes, jumping over some things and kicking aside others.
“Deke,” she yelled as soon as she stepped outside her apartment. Turning her head first left then right, she searched for him in the lengthy hallway. Like earlier, he was taking the stairs. But she wasn’t about to let that happen.
Predictably, the stubborn man ignored her. Other than a slight stiffening, he gave no indication that he’d even heard her. But she noticed the way his sleek, powerful body tautened for a split second. Aha!
“Stop, Deke,” she said
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