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he had imagined plenty. The force of his desire shocked him, and he figured he should ease back, begin to wean his lips gently from hers.
    Until the moment when she surrendered to him completely.
    She gave herself to him, winding her arms around his neck, her mouth opening, her tongue stroking and mating with his with absolute abandon. She rolled her hips against his, and he very nearly pulled her to the ground. His cock hardened and instinct had him rocking back against her with a thrust of his hips that spoke vividly of his intentions.
    He sensed Warren’s approach, and when that man tucked himself against Adam’s side and reached out, the stroke of Warren’s hand down his back thrilled him even as it grounded him. He didn’t have to gorge himself now. He could devour slowly, relish each bite. They would have night after night to love.
    Adam found his gentleness and eased his lips from Amanda’s. He needed to change the pace, and so he turned rabid hunger into soft sips and light tastes. He wooed her, as she deserved to be wooed, and when she moaned, when he felt her shiver in his arms, he drew her back, just a little, so he could look into her eyes.
    The fire-glaze of passion she wore told him she burned as hotly, wanted as desperately, as he. The press of Warren’s body gave him the singular pleasure of feeling his lover’s erection pressed against his hip. Turning his head to the right brought his face within inches of Warren’s. Just another tiny move in that direction allowed Adam to brush his lips over his.
    He looked out the corner of his eye, gauging Amanda’s reaction to their male kiss. Her eyes widened, her nostrils flared, and her breathing hitched.
    Well, now, that’s just about perfect .
    Warren had obviously become aroused just from watching Adam kiss Amanda, and Amanda had demonstrated a similar reaction in turn.
    Warren stepped closer and slid his right arm around Amanda as he leaned forward and kissed Adam back. When his lover then turned his head in Amanda’s direction, Adam stepped a few inches to the side and watched as Warren laid his lips on hers.
    Warren only allowed himself a small taste, restraining himself likely for the same reason Adam had. When he eased away from her, Adam noted they were all three breathing hard. A quick glance down the front of his lover’s body treated him to the sight of the impressive protrusion ridging his trousers.
    “Let’s water the horses and ourselves. We haven’t come very far yet, and I’d like to put a few more hours in the saddle before we make camp. Amanda, are you doing all right?”
    “With regard to what?” Her voice held a dazed quality.
    Adam laughed, then swooped in and planted a noisy, quick kiss on her lips. “With regard to riding.”
    “I’m fine. A bit stiff and sore, but I’ll ride as long as you need me to.”
    “We promise to get rid of the stiffness and soreness tonight,” Warren said.
    “I’ll hold you to that promise.”
    “Of course, you might end up trading one kind of discomfort for another,” Adam said.
    “I’ll hold you to that one, too.”
    Adam grinned. By damn, he was really coming to like this unique, gutsy woman.
     
    * * * *   
     
    The sun burned hotly and her muscles ached from the long ride, but neither of those two facts mattered much. Amanda’s body hummed with arousal, the words Adam had said to her before he’d left for town the day before echoing in her mind.
    Each step the horse took rocked her body in the saddle, rubbed her against the stiff leather. Petticoat and pantaloon didn’t protect her tender flesh from feeling the slight friction. Hot gazes and those spectacular kisses worked with that sensation to keep her body in a constant state of arousal and readiness.
    She felt the moisture between her thighs as the day wore on and her anticipation built. The flavor of their kisses stayed on her lips regardless of the sips of water she took to bathe her parched throat.
    If passion had a color,