Before Summer Sutton could react, his lips were already pressed against hers.
His kiss was somewhat deep, somewhat fierce.
As he kissed her, his hand explored inside her clothes.
Summer Sutton's body stiffened, woodenly allowing him to continue, without reacting.
She didn't dare to make any reaction.
If any discordant sounds were heard by people outside, how embarrassing would that be?
Adrian Walyon's kiss had already moved to the nook of her neck, his hand exploring a soft area, gently kneading and caressing.
Summer Sutton bit her lip tightly, trying hard not to make a sound.
She thought as long as Adrian Walyon didn't take the final step, she could accommodate him in anything.
Her face turned crimson red, as long as Adrian kept fussing, her face stayed flushed.
Perhaps worrying about her thin skin, he didn't make any further moves.
However, feeling his overly hot breath, Summer Sutton knew he was holding back uncomfortably.
Inside the tent, both were breathing heavily.
