"You done staring at me sweetheart?" Adam spoke up slowly. His deep, magnetic voice brought her back to the present.
On being caught red-handed, a faint blush spread over her cheeks, tinting them a shade of soft pink.
"Good morning." Stella spoke up meekly as she buried her face in his chest, trying to hide her blushing face.
Adam shifted their bodies, pinning her down under his body. Stella yelped at his sudden actions.
"It is indeed." He murmured against her neck, running down his nose over her fair skin, inhaling her scent which soothed his mind and intoxicated him at the same time.
"A-Adam!" Stella muttered his name under her breath as she felt shivers running down her spine.
"Yes, love." He replied as he peppered kisses over her neck.
"We should go downstairs for our breakfast." She spoke in between her breaths.
Adam hummed against her skin, but didn't move and inch.
"Adam?" She called him again.
