Cecilia Vaughn could clearly feel the most terrifying change surrounding the man, that dangerous gaze like a tiger watching its prey, leaving her both scared and flustered, and perhaps even with a hint of an unidentifiable longing.
"Adrian... we... um..."
The words she tried to say were ultimately swallowed whole by the man's lips, accompanied by the sound of a heartbeat-quickening licking noise.
Cecilia Vaughn was embarrassed to the extreme, she tried to extend her hand to push away the man's strong and powerful arm, but he seized the moment when she relaxed her guard, his large hand moved ceaselessly, each gentle stroke seeming to ignite a sea of fire.
Adrian Law tightly embraced the girl in his arms, his long legs entwining around Cecilia's knees, making them resemble two vines tightly binding together.
Inextricably linked, deeply entwined into each other, inseparable.
...
The next day, when Cecilia Vaughn woke up, it was already broad daylight.
