she’d worn that day, which was new and spicy and
invigorating.
“Adalynn…” Cassia said her name and let out a long breath.
Her heart pulsed with an increasingly rapid pace in her chest.
It kept beating hard, then pausing, then resuming an even
faster rhythm.
Adalynn could have played with her. She could have
dragged out the moment and had Cassia melting, but she was
done playing. Maybe she couldn’t stand it any longer either.
She gripped Cassia’s waist and angled her, and with her other
hand she gently guided Cassia’s face, turning her to meet her
waiting mouth.
The kiss was hot and intense. Cassia could feel every single
one of her heartbeats echoing in a rapid drumming rhythm
between her thighs and she knew she was wet. When Adalynn
brushed her tongue at the seam of her lips, Cassia nearly
collapsed against her. She moaned into the kiss. She only
opened her eyes because she wanted to pull back and watch
the pleasure play over Adalynn’s face before she nipped at her
lips, tasting and savoring them like they were the lushest fruit
or a succulent dessert.
She was absolutely shocked to see Jason standing out on the
patio, staring at them through the window. The guys had left
for the day, long before Cassia even started making dinner.
What was he doing there?
Their eyes met for a brief second before Cassia looked
down and realized why he’d come back. He was clutching
tight to his lunch pail, a place she’d seen him tuck his wallet
before. He’d obviously left it behind, realized his mistake and
driven back. Because the music was playing, they hadn’t heard