Chapter 567: More Passionate, More Wild

A dizzying whirl.

Having just been blown by the wind in the sports car, and now unexpectedly tossed onto the velvet chaise, Cecilia Vaughn felt her consciousness instantly clear.

Her palms were lightly sweating, and before she could say anything, her lips were immediately sealed by the man.

Adrian Law’s tongue invaded aggressively, perhaps more passionately and wildly due to the earlier interruption by passersby, as if eager to get straight to the point.

Cecilia trembled involuntarily, lifting her somewhat dazed eyes.

She directly met Adrian’s gaze.

Still long and deep, but now unmistakably burning with fire, as if he wanted to devour the girl before him.

...

"Adrian...um...I haven’t showered yet..."

Cecilia’s head was a bit dizzy, but instinctively she reached out, placing her hand against the man.

In truth, she did not truly resist such things from the bottom of her heart.

After all, Adrian Law was the one she was fond of, but having embraced so wildly in the Koenigsegg earlier, she felt too embarrassed. Now back in Starfall Bay, she finally felt somewhat more settled.

A light blush spread across her face.

When the girl heard her own voice, she was startled. That soft, gentle tone sounded as if it had been deeply loved by the man, and she really did not want to admit it was her own voice.

...

"Washing later will be the same."

The man’s throat overflowed with a sensual laugh.

He embraced the petite girl in front of him, his large hand skillfully beginning to undo the buttons on Cecilia’s down jacket.

Cecilia’s down jacket was buttoned with antler clasps, not a zipper, so it was a bit cumbersome.

Moreover, it couldn’t just be easily torn off like other clothes, so the man was evidently a bit impatient.

"Cecilia...next time, buy a jacket with a zipper, okay?"

Adrian curled his lips meaningfully.

Seeing the man’s gaze as if he was about to devour her, Cecilia’s face flushed hotter.

"No..."

"I just like ones with buttons."

Cecilia stubbornly turned her head away, unwilling to let him see the deep embarrassment in her eyes.

...

Though it was somewhat cumbersome to undo, Adrian’s hands rapidly relieved Cecilia of the confines of her down jacket.

Underneath was a turtleneck sweater.

Cecilia thought she could hold out a bit longer, but the man pressed her directly onto the velvet, his hand quickly stripping her of the sweater.

"...Slow down a bit... Why do you behave like a bandit?"

Cecilia became even more embarrassed.

Feeling an uncontrollable warmth surging around her.

She looked at the man, still neatly dressed, and felt even more annoyed.

"Why just undress me?"

"Alright then, I’ll leave it to you. Mrs. Law, shall we begin?"

The man looked at the little lady in front of him with amusement, his eyes long and narrow, filled with an unknown sense of humor and affection.

Adrian rarely smiled at others, and certainly not with such genuine joy.

But when facing Cecilia, his eyes could hold no one else, nor was there any calculation or defensiveness.

If there was anyone in this world to whom Adrian could safely entrust his back, it would be none other than Cecilia.

...

Cecilia saw the man stop his actions frankly, sitting obediently in front of her.

"Do you really want me to help you take these off?"

"What else?"

Adrian tilted his head, looking at Cecilia with a knowing smile.

"Mrs. Law, are you saying you don’t dare?"

"How could I not!"

Cecilia felt both embarrassed and angry, hastily denying his words.

Though she spoke boldly, when she glanced over his form, clad in a suit and tie, Cecilia knew well the fine form hidden beneath.

Yet...in matters between men and women, she had always been passive and rarely had taken the initiative to undress Adrian.

Now it was truly her turn.

Feeling more nervous than anything else.

And also a strange mix of excitement and shyness.

The girl trembled as she extended her hand, then took a deep breath.

"Alright...I’m starting."

"Take your time, I’ve been waiting for you to start."

Adrian gazed at her with blazing eyes, though his hands were no longer moving in any unruly manner, Cecilia felt completely exposed under the man’s teasing gaze, as if he’d seen all of her clearly.

...

"Don’t look at me with that gaze."

"What kind of gaze?"

Adrian feigned ignorance.

"..."

Cecilia knew she could never out-speak him on such matters.

She simply gave up on bickering with Adrian, reaching out decisively to grab his tie.

The girl’s actions were somewhat hasty, causing creases to form in the tie. Adrian, seemingly pulled by her force, lunged directly at her.

"Don’t move."

Seeing the man’s tall frame about to come into close contact with her, Cecilia immediately blocked him with her arm.

"Cecilia, you’re the one pulling me over."

"...That’s because you’re off balance."

Cecilia retorted, face blushing, and then tried to focus on undoing Adrian’s tie.

With the tie gone, then came the jacket buttons, and then the shirt.

In an instant, the man’s tempting abs were revealed, not overly bulky like a bodybuilder, but distinctly muscular, perfectly covered by tight muscle, and that alluring V-line disappearing below his slim waist was tantalizing.

"Cecilia, would you undo my belt too? Don’t be biased."

"..."

Cecilia’s face was already remarkably red, and hearing the man deliberately tease her, she nearly wanted to give Adrian a punch.

No, impulsiveness is a demon.

...

Cecilia did not want Adrian to look down on her; her hand shook slightly, finally ready to attempt continuing as Adrian had advised.

Just as she hesitated to undo the belt, she suddenly felt dizzy, and she was abruptly pressed down by Adrian.

"Cecilia, you’re too slow."

Adrian observed the girl’s willing demeanor, his sense of satisfaction growing even more intense, lowering his head to kiss the girl’s fair earlobe.

Slowly blowing warm breaths inside.

"Answer honestly, earlier in the car, you resisted so much, but in truth, were you hoping I’d really..."

"Why ask what you want to do? Aren’t you right here?"

Cecilia was momentarily taken aback.

Realizing the man was blowing air into her ear, she finally understood what he meant.

Her face instantly turned as red as a cooked prawn.