“Shit. Adam.”
“Fuck.” He slams into me, curling his arms around my shoulders and pumping so deep shockwaves clench my core, one after the other.
I scream out at the same time a ragged groan tears through him, his muscles trembling beneath my touch. My eyes fall shut as tingles spread to my core and disperse down my thighs. I collapse against him.
“Holy fuck,” I breathe against his damp neck, every muscle in my body spent and satisfied.
His chest pounds against my own, his breathing heavy. His hand grips my hair, and he tilts my head back so I’m looking at him. We stare at each other, his brows puckered and his eyes tortured, and I don’t understand.
It takes a long minute for my heart rate to slow. “Adam.” I swallow, my gaze bouncing between his eyes and his lips. “Why are you looking at me like tha—”
He crushes his lips against mine, his tongue plunging into my mouth and tangling with my own. Devouring me, he steals my breath with every stroke. Tingles sizzle down my skin, my hands shooting to his hair and grabbing, tugging, twisting.
His kiss is carnal, desperate, and filled with all the torment I saw in his eyes. Tilting my head, I take everything he gives me, and I give him more.
When he finally tears his mouth from mine, it’s to trace open, hungry kisses along my jaw and down my neck. “I think—” His rough voice vibrates against my throat, his arms curling around my waist and gripping me like nothing else exists. “I think I—fuck, I love you, Emmy.”
My heart thunders in my chest, and a thousand somersaults flip in my stomach. His words sink into my bones, filling my veins with heat as I rewind them in my head over and over.
Leaning back, I cradle his jaw in my hands. His eyes pierce through me, layers of vulnerability hiding behind the torment, and his chest goes still like he can’t breathe without my response.
“Yeah,” I finally whisper, my words broken with emotion. “I fucking love you, too.”
He swallows, his eyes darkening while my words hang in the air, and I curl into his chest. He holds me like that for a long time. So long that my eyes, prickling with tears, flutter shut.
Pressure builds and vibrates under my skin. It’s strong enough that I’m sure it’s not meant for just one person to contain.
He grips me tighter, and I nuzzle my nose against his neck.
We have everything we need to survive.
