Chapter 8Sunlight sneaking through a gap in the curtains woke Adam. He looked over at Madison. The other man was curled in a ball, wrapped in his blankets, snoring like a pig. Adam smirked. He shifted a little and snuck a hand down to his morning erection, giving it a squeeze and a slow deliberate stroke.
His dreams had been a mix of erotic and horrific, filled with glimpses of a pretty auburn-haired nymph and dead bodies. He focused on the nymph. He pictured the pale skin hidden under the plaid shirt and black pants he’d seen Elijah wearing. He wet his fingers and worked a little faster, saliva and pre-ejaculate making his shaft slick.
He pictured an expanse of smooth skin, with caramel n*****s that just begged to be licked and sucked. He kept his lips firmly closed. He had no desire to
