70 I'd Like To Walk

"Asher is kind to me," Adeline said in a lowered voice. 

Her eyes briefly glanced at his lips. She remembered he didn't kiss her upon the mouth that night as well. Instead, his face was buried upon her neck, sucking, licking, and nibbling until a love bite formed.

"He is useless." 

Elias glanced at her. Her hair was sprawled out, her dress slipping lower to reveal half of her breast. When she breathed, her chest raised and fell with it. She was a mesmerizing sight to behold.

"He's my friend," she interjected.

Elias pressed his lips together. His hands were on either side of her head, so that he didn't crush her with his weight. He lowered his tent upon her, watching as her face instantly flushed. He pressed her onto the bed, refusing to let her leave until she said yes.

"He was unable to save you from me," he noted.

Adeline's brows wrung together. She reached up and gingerly touched his jawline with both hands.