Elsa
The moment we stepped into our room, Adam wasted no time. He grabbed me, pulling me close with a hunger I hadn't seen in a long time. I sighed, a little overwhelmed by his urgency. "We only have six hours," I reminded him softly, but my words seemed to float away unheard. He was already working on my clothes, peeling them away like layers, taking his time, savoring every second. His kisses were deep and full of passion, igniting a fire in me that made it hard to focus on anything else.
"I need you now," he whispered, his breath warm against my ear, and my whole body shuddered in response. My knees felt weak, and my heart raced as a familiar heat coiled low in my belly. This man wasn't just playing around. He was serious—serious about us, about everything we shared, and I could feel
