Rina's eyes snapped open as she felt a wet sensation between her legs. She looked down to see Adrian's hand buried between her thighs, his fingers playfully teasing her folds.
"Adrian, what the hell are you doing?" she asked, her voice still thick with sleep.
Adrian looked up at her, his smirk wide and mischievous. "I couldn't resist, Rina. You're just too tempting."
His fingers continued their torturous dance, making Rina whimper as he applied more pressure to her clit. She tried to push his hand away, but he was too strong.
"Adrian, stop playing games. Give me what I want," she demanded, her voice husky with desire.
Adrian chuckled, his fingers never stopping their rhythm. "Rina, you always were impatient."
He increased the pressure, making Rina moan as she felt herself getting closer to the edge.
"Adrian, please. Make me come," she begged, her hips bucking against his hand.
Adrian's thumb circled her clit, and Rina's orgasm hit her like a wave. She screamed his name as he continued to move his fingers inside her, drawing out every last wave of pleasure.
Finally, Adrian pulled his fingers out and licked them clean, his eyes never leaving Rina's face. She watched him, still panting, as he leaned down and kissed her. She could taste herself on his lips and moaned softly.
Adrian pulled back and smiled. "You're a bastard, you know that?" Rina said, her voice still breathless.
Adrian chuckled. "You wouldn't have it any other way, Rina."
Rina sighed and pulled Adrian closer, wrapping her arms around him. She knew he was right.
Adrian wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead. They lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow.
Rina smiled and closed her eyes, feeling content and satisfied. She knew she was in for a good day.
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