Each movement of his hips made her whimper softly against him, her breath becoming shallow.
The world outside no longer seemed to matter.
The air grew thicker with every tangled breath they took between kisses.
His lips trailed down her neck, licking and nipping the sensitive skin just below her ear, and Ella shuddered against him.
"Adrian…" she whispered, barely able to form the word as her head tipped back, her chest heaving, "Someone… Someone might see us…"
"They won't dare." He pulled back just enough to look at her.
Her flushed cheeks, her parted lips, the way her pupils were blown wide, it made something dark flicker in his gaze.
Nobody… nobody would ever live to see her like this.
As the thought crossed his mind, something possessive curled inside him. He kissed her again. Slower now, almost reverent, as if he was worshipping her.
And Ella melted under his ministrations, barely able to control herself as she inched closer.
