18. Make Love to me

★ELAINE'S POV★

“Yes, Beta Adrian” I looked away from him with my cheeks flushing in embarrassment. “Please make love to me.”

Somehow, he closed the distance between us, without me noticing. His hand snaked around the back of my neck — his fingers warm against my cooler skin.

My face automatically tilted up towards his, but my lips parted open out of sheer pleasure.

His mouth captured mine, and this time, it was gentle, coaxing and I felt like he'd lit a fire that ran through my veins. His lips teased mine inviting me closer, and before I knew it, my hands were pressed against his chest. The fiery warmth of his skin burned through the expensive cotton of his shirt.

Thereafter, his chest muscles shifted beneath my hands as he lifted his other arm to curve around my waist, drawing me closer to him. Hip to hip, there was no denying that he was fully aroused as me.

Tension built in my body, coiling tight as he deepened our kiss and coaxed my lips open with his probing tongue.

He tasted of f