*Lily*

As I straddled Adrian, both my legs trapping him into the lounge chair, his lips claimed mine once more with a fervor that left no more room for doubt—this was where I wanted to be.

Where we both wanted to be.

Adrian's hands sketched trails of fire across my skin, deftly divesting me of my shirt. The fabric fluttered away, insignificant compared to the heat emanating from us both. His fingers were nimble as they unclasped my bra, and a shiver ...