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Chapter 86

As the potent tea works its way through your system, a deep sense of relaxation envelops you, washing away the tension and worries about Severus. 

You sink into the comfort of your bed, your thoughts drifting lazily. Touching yourself becomes a soothing, grounding sensation, and your mind begins to wander.

At first, you think of Severus, imagining his intense gaze and skilled touch. But then you remember the enchanted necklace you're still wearing—the one that lets him know when you're thinking of him. A mix of defiance and a need for privacy pushes you to think of someone else. Not Lucius—you're not ready for that. Instead, your thoughts turn to Adrian.

Adrian, with his tall, fit frame, sandy blonde hair, and piercing green eyes. There was something undeniably captivating about his presence, something that had always intrigued you. You wouldn't admit it to anyone, but you were attracted to him.

You let your mind drift into a full fantasy. You imagine being out at a night club with Adrian, the pulsing music and dim lights creating an electric atmosphere. You can feel the heat of his body next to yours as you dance, his hands on your hips, guiding you closer to him. The thrill of being so near to him sends shivers down your spine.

In your fantasy, Adrian leans down to whisper in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "Let's get out of here," he says, his voice filled with a promise of something more. You nod, your heart racing with anticipation.

He leads you out of the crowded club and into a dark alley. The cool night air hits your skin, but the heat between you and Adrian is almost palpable. He presses you against the rough brick wall, his body pinning you in place. His hands roam your body with a possessive urgency, his lips crashing against yours in a fierce, demanding kiss.

The kiss deepens, and you feel his hands move to the hem of your dress, pulling it up as he explores your thighs. His touch is firm, confident, sending waves of desire through you. "You're so beautiful," he murmurs against your lips, his voice husky with need. "I can't wait any longer."

In the fantasy, Adrian lifts you, wrapping your legs around his waist as he presses you harder against the wall. The sensation of the cold brick against your back contrasts with the heat of his body, heightening your arousal. You can feel his desire, hard and insistent against you, and it makes you ache with need.

His hands move to your panties, pulling them aside as he positions himself. The anticipation is almost too much to bear, and you gasp as he enters you with a swift, powerful thrust.

The pleasure is intense, overwhelming, as he begins to move, setting a relentless pace. Each thrust drives you harder against the wall, the rough texture adding to the sensation.

"God, you feel amazing," Adrian groans, his voice raw with passion. "I've wanted you for so long."

You cling to him, your nails digging into his shoulders as you lose yourself in the rhythm of his movements. His curved thick cock fills you perfectly in this position. Every stroke drives your clit against his shaft.

The sounds of the night club fade away, replaced by the sound of your heavy breathing and the slap of skin against skin. The alley feels like your own private world, where nothing exists but the two of you and this moment. "Gods you're so fucking wet for me," he whispered against your lips.

The pressure builds inside you, coiling tighter with each thrust. Adrian's hand moves between your bodies, finding the sensitive spot that sends you spiraling closer to the edge. "Cum for me, Violet," he whispers, his breath hot against your ear. "I need to feel you."

His words push you over the brink, and you cry out as the orgasm crashes over you, your body convulsing with pleasure. Adrian follows soon after, his own release powerful and overwhelming. He holds you tightly, both of you breathless and spent.