Summer Sutton didn't stop his actions, her hand resting on his arm, relying on the wall for support, allowing him to do as he pleased.
Adrian Walyon's kiss was a bit long, biting her lip, pressing down again and again, deliberately grinding her with the sharp edges of his teeth, as if it wasn't enough, his eyes locked onto Summer Sutton's neck, his face leaned down and bit hard again.
He bit her hard, as if wishing the mark would never disappear.
Summer Sutton winced, protesting weakly in his arms, raising her fist to hit him.
Adrian Walyon wrapped her fist, withdrew his face from her neck, and straightened up.
"Next time someone pursues you, tell him to watch out for his life!" he threw a sentence at her and went upstairs.
Summer Sutton watched his figure leave, gently exhaling a breath.
...
The next day, Summer Sutton arrived at the company a bit early.
Upon reaching the company, it was not yet the start of work hours.
