Summer Sutton was extremely awkward, struggling again and again. She bit her lip, reached her arms into his clothes, and hugged him.
Her fingertips slowly traced up his spine, and as her hand caressed his shoulder, she leaned in and kissed him back.
She had done everything that needed to be done, so this was nothing more.
Summer Sutton threw caution to the wind, knelt on his legs, cupped his face, and kissed him forcefully, her tongue prying open his teeth, clumsily and stiffly teasing him, using all the techniques she knew.
Her experience in this area was pitiably scarce, with all her combined skills adding up to nearly zero.
Yet, it still worked on Adrian Walyon.
Adrian Walyon's gaze was profound, his breath exhaled onto her, scorching like sparks and burning her painfully.
Summer Sutton's face flushed red, she looked up at him, and seeing his aggressive eyes, her heart skipped a beat.
Reflexively, she wanted to jump back, but her waist was held down by Adrian Walyon.
