Lyra’s POV

“Holy fuck.” Adrian pulled out and exhaled a sharp breath. He picked up his clothes and sat down on the chair, wearing them one after the other.

I rolled to the other side of the bed, heaving a deep breath. It's been many hours since we began the exercise, and even though I wanted him to stop, I couldn't bring my lips to utter the words.

“I swear to the goddess with my life, I haven't seen someone as sweet as you are, Lyra,” he complimented as he rose to his feet, ...