He lifts his head to look at me. God, I'm lost. Those brown eyes are so f*****g drowning.
Looking into them while his d**k slams deep inside me, it causes my whole body to melt like wax under his touch.
I grab his collar tight; I need him so close, like a second skin to me.
He buries himself deeper, and the pleasure swallows my every breath, knocking my headspace into a wild, crazy bliss!
His hands cup my cheeks with a delicate touch, his eyes searching mine, and I can see the pain in his eyes.
"Do you really not feel this pull between us, Hermione?"
"Why him? Huh?"
"What kind of love is this that I can't kill, no matter how much it kills me?" Adam asks.
"Adam..." my lips part to say something, but I can't. Because my heart keeps swelling. God, it's overwhelmed. It's feeling too m
