“Want more?” she murmured to her husband.
The eyes Scott leveled at Adam made his c**k ache. “I think we’ve only just started, don’t you?”
Adam responded by pulling Scott to his mouth, seeking the kiss he longed for. He tasted traces of himself on Scott’s tongue, and a hint of what he knew was Sasha’s mouth, and below that, tequila and lime. Scott responded to the kiss instantly, his tongue dueling with Adam’s.
Adam slid his hands down Scott’s lean chest until he reached his waistband. He brought the zipper down with a sharp tug of his wrist, and he pushed the pants down with one hand while he sought out Scott’s c**k with the other. It was long and thick, and his ass clenched at the thought of bending over for him.
“We’re going to need lube,” he heard Sasha say.
Out of the corner of h
