Chapter 32

Estella's POV     I slump back on the bed, moaning softly, virtually helpless under his ministrations. I rubbed my hand on his back, his smooth, yet muscular bareback, having my own feelings of the enjoyment he was giving me. Somewhere in my mind I had wondered why he was so engrossed in me, touching and playing with me like someone he had been dating online for years and was just getting to see offline for the first time.   Well, it was love and I was glad he loved me this much. It was kudos to me, great luck!   As his finger continued to swindle my clit, I became more aroused, losing myself in the sensual delights I was experiencing. Adrian  began kissing his way back up, retracing his earlier downward trail; cleavage, throat, chin, lips. He followed the same pattern up, but created new feelings inside of me.   When he kissed my lips, I came back to life, throwing my arms around him, aggressively hugging him briefly. So all those while I was dead? Emotions and reactions were on diffe