Chapter 513 Acoustic

Ross, too, was lost in the moment. 

The way she felt around him, the sounds she made, the way her body moved with his—it was intoxicating. 

He leaned down, capturing her lips in another fierce kiss as his pace quickened. 

Adele's moans were muffled against his mouth, her hands roaming over his back, his shoulders, his arms. 

She was everywhere, and he couldn't get enough.

Ross rewarded Adele's efforts with a rhythm that was both commanding and attentive. 

He began slowly, almost tenderly, allowing her body to adjust to his size and the intensity of their connection. 

His movements were deliberate, each thrust drawing a soft, breathy moan from her lips. 

Adele's hands clutched at his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she arched her back, urging him deeper.

But it wasn't long before the pace shifted.