“Should we take this inside?” he murmured, his voice dripping with both mischief and desire.

Lila’s heart raced, her mind spinning with the possibilities. But before she could respond, the sound of a phone buzzing broke the moment. Adrian pulled back, his jaw tightening as he reached for his pocket.

“Sorry,” he muttered, glancing at the screen. His expression darkened instantly, the carefree warmth from earlier replaced by something cold and unreadable.

“Is everything okay?” Lila asked, her voice laced with concern.

Adrian hesitated, his thumb hovering over the phone. “Yeah. It’s nothing,” he said, but the tension in his body told a different story.

As he slipped the phone back into his pocket, he looked at her, his eyes clouded with something she couldn’t quite place. “Rain check?” he asked softly, his fingers brushing against her cheek.

Lila exhaled as disappointment pricked at her chest. “no”

The dim hallway was thick with tension, the air between them charged like the quiet before a storm. Lila’s pulse thundered in her ears, her skin humming with anticipation as her gaze dropped to the undeniable evidence of Adrian’s desire—the thick, straining outline of his cock pressing against the confines of his pants. Her breath hitched, her mouth going dry as heat pooled low in her stomach, a slow, molten ache spreading through her.

She had teased him all evening—brushing against him in the crowded bar, her lips grazing his ear as she whispered things that made his jaw tighten, her fingers trailing over his chest in a way that promised more. But now, alone in the shadowed corridor, the pretense of patience shattered.

Before she could second-guess herself, she reached out, her fingertips skimming over the hard, swollen length of him through the fabric. The sharp intake of his breath sent a thrill down her spine, and when she pressed her palm fully against him, feeling the heat and the sheer size of him, a soft, involuntary sound escaped her lips.

God, he was hard.

“Hey,” she purred, her voice a sinful whisper as she dragged her gaze back up to his. His eyes were dark, pupils blown wide with lust, his jaw clenched so tightly she could see the muscle ticking beneath his stubble. She licked her lips, slow and deliberate, her fingers tracing the prominent ridge of his cock through his pants. “Let me help you with that.”

Adrian’s nostrils flared, his chest rising and falling in ragged breaths. “Fuck, Lila…” His voice was rough, strained, like he was barely holding onto control.

But she didn’t let him finish.

In one swift motion, she dropped to her knees, the cold floor biting into her skin through the thin fabric of her dress. Her fingers worked his belt with desperate urgency, the metallic clink of the buckle loud in the quiet hallway. His hands fisted at his sides, his body taut with restraint as she undid his zipper, her breath coming faster as she finally—finally—freed him.

The moment his cock sprang free—thick, hard, and already glistening at the tip—her stomach clenched with need. A soft moan slipped past her lips as she wrapped her fingers around him, stroking him once, twice, reveling in the way his hips jerked forward at the contact.

“No more waiting,” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin before she leaned in and took him deep into her mouth.

Adrian’s groan was raw, primal, his hands tangling in her hair as she swallowed him to the hilt. The taste of him—salt and musk and pure, unadulterated male—flooded her senses, and she hollowed her cheeks, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she sucked him with slow, torturous pulls. His thighs trembled, his grip on her hair tightening as she worked him with deliberate, filthy precision.

“Jesus Christ,” he hissed, his voice rough with need. “You’re going to make me lose my fucking mind.”

Lila smirked around him, her fingers tightening at the base as she quickened her pace, taking him deeper, harder, until every ragged breath he took was laced with desperation. She could feel the way his body coiled, the tension in his muscles signaling how close he was—but just as he teetered on the edge, she pulled back, trailing wet, open-mouthed kisses along his length.

Adrian didn’t give her a chance to tease him further.

In one fluid motion, he hauled her up, slamming her against the wall with enough force to knock the air from her lungs. His mouth crashed onto hers, hot and demanding, his tongue sweeping inside as his hands gripped her thighs, hiking her legs around his waist. The hard press of his body against hers, the unmistakable heat of his cock against her core, made her whimper into his mouth.

“I need you,” he growled against her lips, his voice thick with barely leashed hunger. “Now.”

Lila gasped as he thrust into her in one brutal stroke, filling her completely. The stretch was exquisite, the friction unbearable, and she cried out as he set a relentless pace, each deep, punishing thrust driving her closer to the edge. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her body arching against his as pleasure coiled tight in her core, winding tighter and tighter until she was trembling with it.

“Adrian—!” His name was a broken plea on her lips, her vision blurring as the pressure built, threatening to shatter her.

“Come for me,” he commanded, his voice rough with lust. “I want to feel you shatter around me.”

And she did.

Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her, her body convulsing as he fucked her through it, his own release following seconds later with a guttural groan. He buried himself deep, spilling inside her as their ragged breaths mingled in the charged air.

For a long moment, they stayed like that—foreheads pressed together, hearts pounding, their bodies still joined. Adrian’s thumb brushed her swollen bottom lip, his dark eyes burning into hers with something that went beyond lust—something possessive, something dangerous.

“Rain check my ass,” he murmured, a wicked smirk playing on his lips.

Lila shivered, her body still thrumming with the aftershocks of pleasure. One thing was certain—whatever secrets Adrian was hiding, they were nothing compared to the fire between them.

And she was ready to burn.