62. In the garden.

When we finally part, both of us breathing heavily, I can see the mix of love and mischief in Adrian's eyes. "I've been wanting to do that all night," he murmurs, his forehead resting against mine.

I can't help but laugh softly, a mix of exhilaration and nervousness. "Adrian, you're crazy. What if someone had seen?"

"Let them, the sight of how stunning you look could raise even the fucking dead," he says with a wicked grin.

With this, Adrian lifts me, making my back hit a nearby tree as he hoists my dress up, peppering kisses on my neck that make me moan. His hands are firm and possessive, holding me close as he trails his lips down my throat, each kiss igniting a fire within me.

My hands move quickly, unbuckling hi