"Thank you," Sofia whispered against his ear, her breath still uneven, a tremor of aftershocks running through her.
Adam shifted slightly so he could see her face, his arms still wrapped protectively around her, palm splayed across her back. "For what?" he asked softly, his voice low and rough.
"For making me feel like that," she murmured, cheeks flushing pink. "For making me come without you coming."
Adam's lips curved, brushing her temple. "I can wait," he said in a husky whisper. "When you're ready, I'll be here. For now, I'll make you feel as many times as you need without taking you."
Sofia's lashes fluttered as she looked up at him. "I know," she said quietly. "But I want you to feel it too."
He exhaled, thumb tracing the line of her jaw. "Hey... it's okay," he murmured. "Right now, it's enough to see you like this. That's more than enough for me." But even as he said it, he shifted against her, and she could feel the hard length of him pressing against his trousers.
