“So, remind me again.” He ran his fingers across the hem of my nightgown. “What happens on page 328?”
“Oh.” I almost choked. “Um…”
“Don’t hold out on me now, Tiger.” He shifted closer. “You had me up all night.” My nipples rose under my silk pajamas, drawing his gaze and amplifying his smile. “It must’ve been good.”
“On the contrary.” I surrendered to the ache below. “It was very,verybad.”
Adam’s pupils darkened as he slid his body between my legs and braced each hand on the kitchen counter, caging me in. “You like it bad?”
“I…I don’t know.” But my body screamed yes.
His lips grazed the sensitive skin under my earlobe. “I think we should find out.” As he pressed his hardness against my core, the spoon fell from my fingers and clattered onto the floor. “Whoops,” he murmured while his mouth trailed down my neck and across my collarbone.
My chest pushed out as my head hung back, relishing his touch. With his tongue dipping into my cleavage, Adam emitted a low growl before sliding his hands under my robe and up my thighs. Once they found my breasts, his cool fingertips circled my nipples through the silk, inducing a shiver that rattled my entire body.
“You like that?” Adam asked, orbiting the rise again. “The cold against your hot body?”
With my voice depleted, I nodded, desperately wanting him to do it again.
He reached for the tub of ice cream. “I better keep these fingers cold, then.” My mouth parted as he poked his finger inside and scooped some out. “And my tongue.”
A gasp floated from my lips as he placed the ice cream into his mouth and threw my leg over his shoulder. Before I could comprehend what was happening, his rascally smile lowered to my center and delved into my seam. His ice-cold tongue stroked and circled while my body buckled off the counter.
I cried out, over and over, while he feasted on me, experiencing an orgasm like no other. It was incredibly erotic and like nothing I’d ever read in my books.
“Where did you read how to do that?” I panted as he lapped up the mess he made.
A small smile played on his lips as he lifted his lust-infused gaze. “I’m writing my own book now, Tiger. And it’s far from over.”
As he lowered my quivering legs, he pulled my body up to meet his and crashed his lips onto mine. The sweet chocolate-mint flavor danced around my mouth along with his tongue while I grasped his stubbled jaw, wanting more. He deepened the kiss with a rumbling growl while pulling down the straps of my nightgown to fondle my breasts. His hands, his mouth, and his body were everywhere, yet I ached for more. I needed him inside me.
“Tell me what you want, Cass,” he said between mind-altering kisses.
I could barely think, let alone form a coherent answer.
“Tell me.” He pinched my nipple while wrapping his mouth around the other.
“I…” My heart pounded along with my core.
He lifted his lust-filled gaze. “Say it, Cassidy. Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
The corner of his swollen lips curved upward. “That’s my girl,” he said, pressing his erection against my throbbing center.
Ready to reveal the extent of his desire, Adam hooked his thumbs over the elastic of his pants but froze at the sound of creaking floorboards in the adjoining room.
My head snapped to the door, and when I caught sight of the approaching shadow, I scrambled off the counter to hide behind it moments before they entered.
“What the fuck are you still doing awake?” Grayson asked as he walked into the kitchen, carrying Harrison’s bottle.
I spied his movements through the pots and pans stored underneath the counter, along with Adam’s erection as he leaned over the bench.
“Thought I’d have a midnight snack,” Adam said, filling his mouth with another spoonful of ice cream.
“What are you? Twelve?” He paused. “Wait. Is that what I think it is?”
“Yes, and fuck off.” He pushed his brother away. “It’s mine.”