Lust Behind Closed Doors

lock in the hallw

ep was impossible. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Adrian's smirk, fe

iss bein

so did heat. She couldn't stop thinking about him-about the way he'd loo

be a glass of water would cool her down. Maybe wal

ightly around herself. The marble floor was cool against her s

She reached for a glass in the cupboard, her robe shifting to reveal a

sleep e

m her hand. She spun, her he

sweatpants hanging low on his hips. The soft kitchen light carved shadows acro

mouth

lutching the glass like a

thirsty." His gaze dropped deliberately to the glass in her hand, then sl

gged the fabric tighter

, he stepped closer to her. "Pour it for me

or another glass. She filled it wi

k it, slow, intentional. Her pulse spik

s back and drank. A bead of water slid down the corner of his mouth,

owed helplessly,

smirk deepened. "See

h hitched

he closed the distance between them, his body towering over hers. The counter

, his hand braced on the cou

rds tangled in her thr

hen dipped to her lips. "Tell me you don't want me

parted, but no sound came. The truth lod

until his fingers brushed the edge of her robe, tracing the fabric

n her legs, her body screaming for som

d, his voice rough no

red. "Adrian..

. "You didn't say

he robe parting slightly under his touch. Ele

led away. His smirk was sm

said softly, echoing

and walked out, leaving her br

ing out of control. She pressed her thighs toge

erous. He knew exact

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