Summer Sutton felt a bit drunk, though she'd only had one glass, it was as if she'd downed several bottles, her thoughts not like her usual self.
Adrian Walyon continued to kiss her, skillfully teasing her senses.
Summer Sutton felt a burning restlessness inside, wrapping her arms around him, her soft hands slipping under his shirt, climbing up his back, slowly tracing his spine upwards, and when she reached his shoulder blades, she suddenly hugged him tightly.
Her body pressed against his, overlapping with him, her heart racing rapidly.
Her face buried in his neck, her fingertips gently tapped his shoulder blades, her actions seeming to urge him to do something.
Adrian Walyon swiped everything off the dining table with a smack, easing her down...
In the dining room, the candlestick, water glass, and flowers were scattered on the ground.
Summer Sutton's mind was blank, not knowing what to do, instinctively holding onto him, she entrusted everything to him...
