Adrian’s POV
She stayed.
After the second round on the couch, Lena lay boneless and trembling in my arms, her sweat-slicked body pressed against mine. Her breathing was still ragged, little aftershocks making her p***y flutter around my softening c**k. I looked down at her flushed face, swollen lips, and the dazed, satisfied look in her eyes… and made a decision I rarely made with women.
I didn’t want her to leave.
“Stay the night,” I said, my voice rough from hours of groaning her name. I brushed damp strands of hair from her forehead.
She blinked up at me slowly, still floating. “Cleo… he’ll worry if I don’t come home.”
“I’ll send someone right now with money for him and a note that you’re safe. Stay, Lena.”
She hesitated only for a second before nodding. That tiny act of submissi
