“You. Just thinking about you.”
Adam moved closer, his shoulders and body under the warmth the water provided. His hands ran back and forth on my thighs, making me impossibly hard.
“What about me?” he whispered.
I raised my right hand from the water and cupped his face. His skin was cool under my warm hand. It was one of my favorite ways to touch him, especially when he looked at me the way he was now, like he couldn’t believe I was his.
“How much my parents love you already? My mother doesn’t make lasagna very often, and that means something. They don’t care that you’re a famous musician. They care that you make me happy. Food is her love language and how she shows gratitude.”
Adam moved even closer, his fingers drifting to the V my muscles made at my hips. “Thank you for bringing me, babe. I really like them.”
Smiling, I ran my fingers into his dark hair, my thumb skating across his lips. “Wouldn’t have come without you.”
A soft smile drew up as he took my thumb into his mouth. He sucked around the digit, working his tongue the same way he did when blowing me. My hips thrust at the familiar sensation as he reached for my cock, never taking his eyes from mine.
Wordlessly, he tugged my shaft gently under the warm water. My head fell back onto my shoulders as I absorbed the sensations.
Adam shifted in the water, drawing my attention back to him. He let my thumb slip from his mouth. “Move up one step.”
I obeyed and settled where he needed me.
He pushed my legs apart with his shoulders and moved forward. With my cock now sticking up out of the water, he gave me a scintillating smile, then took me to the back of his throat. My head fell back again, concentrating on the stars above, and he sucked me down.
His fingers trailed down my balls, giving them a tug before moving to my taint. He rubbed the sensitive area while he gave me the best head I’d ever had. I was close until his finger slipped to my hole and circled a few times before he breached it.
Adam slid his finger into me as I panted. “More baby, give me more.”
He turned up the suction, then found my prostate. Grazing his finger over the sensitive gland, I couldn’t hold back any longer. Cum shot from my balls as I thrust into his mouth.
“Fucking hell,” I murmured as he continued to rub it.
When I couldn’t take anymore, I pulled his swollen lips from my cock and slid into the water to take his mouth. He was hard, and I knew he was riding a hair trigger. So, I moved us to the wall, and put my swimming skills to good use. Down I went, holding my breath as I sucked his dick into my mouth. One finger pressing along the outside of his puckered hole had him shooting into my mouth within seconds.
When I was sure there was no more to take, I rose from the water as he gave me a drunk smile. Our mouths met and our tongues mingled together. Him and me.
Adam pulled back and gazed at me. “Can we go to bed now?”
I smiled, now as exhausted as he was. Kissing his forehead, I took his hand. “Yeah, let’s go, Rockstar.”
We climbed out of the water and headed for the pool house. Adam gave up and ran when the breeze picked up, cussing under his breath, making me chuckle.
Twenty minutes later, we were showered and wound together under the soft sheets and blanket, ready to sleep, and excited about what was to come during the week ahead.
CHAPTER25
ADAM
I’d never experiencedanything like a Coleman Christmas. Michael’s sisters arrived with their husbands and kids on Christmas Eve.
Katherine was the oldest at 36. She was married to Neal, and they had eight-year-old Emily and five-year-old Avery. Both girls looked just like their dad.
Adeline, who everyone called Addie, was 29, and was married to Weston. They had four-year-old Miles.
When they were settled, Michael and his dad manned the grills, and the smells were killing me.
“Getting hungry, sweetheart?”
Charlotte smiled at me over the kitchen island. “Yes, ma’am. I don’t think I’ve ever smelled anything like that before.”
