Chapter 03
My fingers fumbled with his belt, trembling from more than just urgency. Anticipation buzzed through me, sharp and electric, like standing too close to a live wire.
Adrian caught my hands, stilling them. His chest rose and fell in jagged rhythm, his pupils blown wide. “Clara.” My name came out like a growl, half warning, half plea.
I swallowed, lifting my chin. “Don’t stop now.”
For a heartbeat, his jaw flexed, the soldier in him fighting the man. Then the man won.
With a rough tug, he unbuckled his belt and shoved his trousers down just enough, his c**k springing free, thick and hard and so achingly real it made my breath hitch.
My mouth went dry. I’d dreamed about this moment—about him—but reality stole every coherent thought.
“Eyes on me,” he ordered, his voice like gr
