He seemed to still be struggling; Summer Sutton could clearly see the conflict in his eyes.
Not wanting him to overthink, Summer Sutton continued kissing him, her hand slowly exploring down his shirt and directly reached for his pants zipper...
With a speed that wasn't quite deft, she unzipped it and her hand ventured inside...
The man's breathing beneath her seemed to become repressed.
As it sprayed on Summer Sutton's face, it was scorching, like flames, as if it could ignite her.
Summer Sutton's face was very red, yet she showed no intention of stopping.
Having gone this far, she must succeed!
Summer Sutton exhausted every effort to please him, to tease him, using all the techniques she had learned from him, however few they were.
Yet, the man beneath her remained simply observing her quietly, without any movement.
This made Summer Sutton feel particularly defeated.
Once, she thought Adrian Walyon's self-control was zero in front of her.
