This time, the kiss wasn't violent. It was desperate… and hungry.
Adrian kissed her with a force that made her stagger back.
But before she could retreat any further, he supported her neck with one hand.
And lifted her up effortlessly with the other hand.
Heat burst through her chest as she clutched his damp shirt, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist.
The waves rushed up around them, soaking their lower halves.
Ella's back hit the wet sand as Adrian lowered her down with agonizing control, not once breaking the kiss.
He hovered above her, his knee wedged between her thighs, his body dripping from the sea water, hair sticking to his forehead.
She raised a hand to brush it back, but Adrian caught her wrist midair, pinning it beside her head. Then the other.
And suddenly, she was beneath him, barely able to move, completely exposed to his gaze.
"Keep your words, Elle," he murmured, breath brushing her lips.
