My ugly panties were still on, Adam’s hot breath filtered by the fabric. The feel of that was somehow naughty. Frustrating but naughty. My hands went to the waistband, Adam’s head came up, and my breath froze. The erotic sight of his handsome face between my legs made me dizzy.

So dizzy I stopped pulling at my undies and stared.

“Good girl.”

Did he just say that?

And did my sex flutter hearing it?

Yes. Fuck yes, it did.

Not only did it flutter but I’d pretty much do anything to hear him say it again in that sexy gruff tone.

He lowered his head but turned his face and pressed a soft kiss to the inside of my thigh.

“I want you naked,” I told him.

He ignored my request and continued to give me lazy kisses down my leg, inching his way toward my center.

I wanted my panties off and his mouth back where it was. I wanted his clothes off so I could see and touch his bare skin and I wanted both of those equally and fervently.

I didn’t get what I wanted but that didn’t mean my body wasn’t vibrating. It didn’t mean that every gentle kiss and swipe of his tongue against my sensitive skin didn’t make my need grow until I was panting and ready to beg. Finally, his thumb dipped under the gusset of my panties and my back arched off the bed in hopes of getting more. With his lips at the juncture of my hip and thigh, the pad of his thumb skimming my opening I couldn’t hold back my moan. But when his thumb slid up and circled my clit I lost whatever control I had left and rocked against his thumb while crying out.

“Adam.”

His name seemed to spur him on, and his control slipped too. He surged up and was over me with his mouth back on mine, kissing me hot and heavy. His hand between my legs kept at my clit making magic, building an orgasm. Though I was pretty sure I could’ve climaxed from the kiss alone. Adam kissed like he carried himself—confident, assured, cocky. He took, he controlled, he demanded, but he gave.

Holy shit did Adam give.

And just as I was tipping over the edge his phone rang.

No!

His thumb pressed deeper, he growled into my mouth, and his hand resting on my hip tightened until his fingertips were digging in to the point of pain.

All of that sent me flying.

He swallowed my groans by deepening the kiss.

The phone stopped ringing right about the time he slowed his thumb and gentled his kiss.

I was ready to get to the good stuff. Not that my climax wasn’t sweet but if he could do that with a kiss and some heavy petting, I wanted to see what else he could do. And I wanted my turn.

Adam broke the kiss, shifted to the side, and slid his hand out of my panties to reposition it, cupping me over the fabric.