Adrian Walyon's fingertip lightly brushed over her smooth cheek, slowly caressing her baby-like skin. He added softly, "It's okay like this now, even if you can't kill, half-dead is still fine!"
His words were straightforward as he turned and pinned Summer Sutton against the wardrobe wall. He pressed close to her, his body burning hot.
Summer's mind went blank for a few seconds, realizing what he meant. Her face flushed, wanting to push him away, but Adrian tightly held her waist, refusing to let go.
His tall body pressed against hers, lifting her chin, his lips fiercely kissed hers, roughly entangled inside her lips. Lowering his face, his lips then descended to other parts of her body.
Summer was kissed to the point of heat surging through her, her body weakening, arms tightly clutching at the bend of his elbow, seeking stability from his body. Adrian suddenly scooped her up, guiding her leg to wrap around himself.
