That does it, the growl sending shivers down my spine as I drop to my knees.

Adrian's hand fists my hair and yanks it down, forcing me to peer at him.“Take it out.” He roars softly.

I ponder over his request for a second, my eyes widen at the realization of what he wants me to do. My mouth runs Sahara dry as I begin to fiddle with his belt, keeping my eyes on his. When I finally take the belt off, I do away with his zipper, yanking his pants down along with his briefs. My eyes widen as I ...