Chapter 67: The Truth

"Would you be open to a third round?"

Heat crawled up to Riley's face. Then, images of her being pressed against the tinted glass window and fucked from behind played in her head. Riley's throat became paper dry as she answered, "Adrian?"

She laughed and restarted, "I was just joking. Haha. Don't worry about it."

"You mean you don't want to?" Adrian asked as he rested his incredibly handsome face against his fist.

"Um." Riley bit her lip. She made a silly face and admitted, "Of course, I want to. It would be an exciting way to keep our fire burning, but regardless, I am happy and contented with whatever we can do?"

"The bed is so comfortable," she pointed out.

"But what if? What if I could stand and walk, would you?" Adrian repeated.

Riley's brows furrowed. She was unsure where Adrian was going with this, but she answered his hypothetical question accordingly, "Third round? Why not?"

Then, she laughed.

However, her amused expressions were cut short when Adrian suddenly admitted, "I