"Can you feel it?" He growls as one of his hands' cups my breast and squeezes gently. "Do you feel the fire within growing? Do you feel my touch feeding the flames? It's exactly what you do to me."
My pulse is pounding because I know that he's just described everything that's happening inside of me. And somehow, knowing that I do the same thing to him makes my body feel so much more powerful.
It's like something inside of me is happy to make Adam stronger, even though that's exactly what I've been trying to avoid. Maybe it's because I also gain strength when he does. I'm not sure what it is, but I need to regain some control. Even though I think this, I can't stop the moan from leaving my mouth when his fingers near my panties.
He crowds me against his jeep, pressing his body harder ag
