Thus, he simply replied, "I don't want breakfast; I want to eat you."
When she heard that, her face went stiff. She then replied gloomily, "Hey, I really lost to you; your gastric pain flared up, yet you still dare to misbehave…"
"I'm not only in gastric pain; I'm also in lovesickness. Don't you know that?"
How long had it been since he last touched this woman?
He could not remember the last time he did.
He only knew that his body was constantly craving for her. He wanted to dominate her, he wanted to penetrate her, and he even wanted to melt her into his blood and bones. How long ago did he have a taste of that feeling?
He missed it terribly.
He missed it so much that, despite suffering from gastric pain, his innate desire lay in wait all this time.
Just like a boy in his adolescence, after taking the first bite of the forbidden fruit, he wanted another bite.
