32. Take me.

The anticipation builds as he positions himself, teasing me.

I gasp as he finally enters me, the initial stretch and fullness overwhelming in the best possible way. Adrian's eyes lock with mine, his expression one of intense focus and desire. Inch by inch, he sinks deeper, his movements slow and deliberate, savoring the sensation of our bodies joining.

I arch my back, meeting his thrusts eagerly, craving more of him. Each stroke sends a surge of pleasure through me, building the tension in the pit of my stomach. Adrian's hands grip my hips firmly, guiding me in rhythm with his own movements, our bodies moving together as if they were made for this dance.

The room echoes with the sound of our shared moans, the passion between us burning hotter with every thrust. I wrap my