Adrian’s dissolutions didn’t seem to hold any bounds, as he continued to moves his hands up and down, Diana’s body.
The sense of flinch and recoil that she had initial felt towards Adrian had started to settle down and in fact, it turned in to ease and relief.
With every single touch of his, she felt light and afloat, up and above the whole world and Adrian felt joyful and invigorated, as he felt Diana comfortably moving underneath him.
His heart, that was always full of perplexity and anxiety, suddenly had seemed to forgotten all the worries of the world.
The sense of relaxation he felt while he kissed and touched Diana was something incredibly intoxicating.
It was like he had consumed a d**g and he wanted to stay high and dozed on that particular d**g.
He was never much of a rebel
