The man's tall, powerful body loomed over her, his burning breath like a net, trapping Serena Stanton completely.
Her limbs were weak, her voice trembling ever so slightly as if suspended in midair.
"If you're going to do it, do it now."
"I can't hurry." Adrian Shaw slid one hand behind her back, deftly unfastening her bra. "Every time you complain it's too fast, too deep, that you can't take it."
"..." Serena's red lips glistened, kissed into a hazy wet sheen. She took the initiative to hook her arms around his neck: "Then just do it once. Get it over with early so you can leave sooner."
Hearing this, Adrian lowered his eyes to look at her. The simmering lust in his eyes vanished in an instant, like a waterfall washing away: "You expecting someone else tonight? Running a rotation, one after another?"
"If you spend the night here, you'll be found out," Serena explained.
