Adam wanted to carry Stella to her room but she turned him down saying that she could walk on her own. Adam could only agree with his drunken little elf.
'A note to self: Never argue with a drunken Stella. Just agree with whatever she says.' He made a mental note that could be used in the future.
With her unsteady steps, Stella walked in the direction of her room with Adam following behind her closely. He had his arms splayed out in case she fell. Her heels were now dangling over her shoulder as she had taken them off before getting out of the car.
When they finally made it to her room, Stella stood before the door quietly as if she was lost in her own thoughts.
"Aren't you going to go inside?" Adam asked her softly but did not get any response from the girl.
She turned around after a minute or two to face him. She looked deeply into his eyes which were staring back at her.
'You can do it Stella.' She thought to herself inwardly, encouraging herself, as she took a step towards him.
Holding the lapels of his coat, she brought him closer to her.
Adam tilted his head down slightly. "You alright ba..?" The rest of his words were muffled by her lips. Adam's eyes widened in shock as her soft lips moved over his firm ones, slowly and sensually. It was enough for him to lose his mind.
His arms found their way around her waist, bringing her impossibly close to him, crushing her body against his own. He responded to her kiss, sucking onto those luscious lips.
Stella slowly moved her hands up and wrapped them around his neck. Her fingers playing with his silky hairs as tried to poke her tongue into his mouth, reciprocating his actions from their prior kisses.
Adam felt her tongue trying to enter in his mouth and he easily gave in. Adam felt his blood rushing down to his crotch as their tongues grazed against each other, fighting for dominance.
"I have put the box...." The old butler came out of Adam's room. He saw Adam's back and thought of informing him that he had put the box on his dressing table, but before he could he saw his Young Master busy kissing and being kissed. It was more than what his old heart could handle and he stopped midway in his sentence.
Adam and Stella broke their kiss as soon as they heard the old butler. Stella was breathing in and out trying to calm down her nerves, her face was crimson red.
"Look at the time, I should head back to my room." The old butler spoke up, looking everywhere but at the couple. After speaking out his thoughts, he left the couple alone in the hallway.
"I should go as well." Stella added meekly, earning a glare from Adam.
"Where do you think you are going little Missy, after seducing me." Adam narrowed his eyes at her. He is not going to let her have her way this time. 'How could she just turn me on and then talk about leaving?'
Before Stella could reply, Adam grabbed her hand and pulled her inside his room, closing the door after her.
Adam pushed her against the door, pressing her body with his, leaving no space in between them. "You aren't allowed to leave my room tonight baby." He whispered in her ear seductively as he caressed her cheek.
Before Stella could protest against it, his lips smashed over hers. Stella wanted to retaliate but her body betrayed her. A low moan escaped her lips as Adam sucked on to her lips as if his life depended on it. She tried to keep up with his pace but no matter how much she tried to, she couldn't.
Adam withdrew his lips giving her a chance to breathe as he rested his forehead against hers, his hands resting on the door on either side of her head.
"I want to take off your dress." Adam spoke softly, his eyes set on her face, trying to detect any changes in her expressions. "But I will stop right here if you want me to."
Stella opened her eyes at his words. A pair of gray eyes, filled with emotions, were staring deeply into her hazel ones. She could feel her soul being sucked into a whirlpool of emotions.
"You know, drinking a lot is bad for your mind." Stella spoke up after a while.
Adam furrowed his brows as he couldn't understand what she was referring to. He did get her point but that wasn't what he had asked her. Before he could spoke up, Stella continued.
"There's a zipper at the back of my dress." Her cheeks were crimson red as she replied.