After the thoroughly ardent embrace, Elly Campbell was once again exhausted to the point of collapse.
Despite only a few days passing, the man was like a hungry wolf that hadn't touched meat for a long time, seemingly wishing he could devour Elly completely.
The living room was in a state of chaos.
Elly lay on top of Adam Jones, too breathless and embarrassed, and tired to even muster the energy to scold him.
Feeling a few kisses on the top of her head, she got so annoyed that she raised her hand and twisted him fiercely, eliciting a pained cry from him.
The husky, sexy moans inadvertently reignited the just extinguished flame of passion.
Sensing that certain someone beneath her was rising to attention again, Elly's face darkened.
"Adam Jones, you move again and see what happens."
The excessively husky voice after their intimacy paused at Elly's ear, undoubtedly reminding her of the passionate, somewhat coquettish embarrassment from before, making her face flush even redder.
