"Who were you thinking of?" he asked, his voice low, almost dangerous, but I couldn’t bring myself to answer. I stayed silent, biting my lip as he continued to drive into me, harder and harder.
The pleasure was building, uncontrollable, and before I knew it, I came again, my body shaking violently with release. But Adam didn’t stop. He kept going, each thrust sending shockwaves through me, and I kept coming, over and over again, overwhelmed by sensations I couldn’t control.
"Adam," I moaned, barely able to form the words. It was too much. Pleasure I hadn’t anticipated, release I wasn’t prepared for; it felt good. It felt beyond good—it felt like everything.
"Was it Lucas?" he growled, his voice laced with jealousy. He slammed into me harder, his pace quickening as though he needed to c
