16.2 Gavin’s POV
The night had fallen, and Adela's cozy room felt like our private sanctuary. Soft lamplight cast a warm glow across the room as we stood facing each other. The anticipation hung in the air, thick with desire and longing. As she pulled me closer, gripping my belt, and added with a hint of playfulness, "Do you need permission to taste what is already yours?" The sparks between us intensified.
Adela's eyes met mine, her gaze filled with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. She took a step closer, her breath hitching as her fingers gently brushed against my chest, tracing a slow path downward.
I couldn't help but admire her beauty in that moment. Her brown hair cascaded down her back, and her soft grey eyes shimmered with a hint of vulnerability. Her skin glowed with
