If the man had a foxtail, it would have been swinging like helicopter blades right now.
His lips tightly locked her lower lips before his tongue invaded inside. "Ahh..." she moaned.
Her eyes snapped open all of a sudden; the thought of his lies frustrated her. Ever since they met, when has the man been honest with her?
"You're not being obedient at all," he mumbled when she struggled in his arms while trying to break their kiss.
He bit her lower lips before his tongue licked her smooth skin. "How soft and harmless!" he smirked while peppering kisses on her cheeks and then moving towards her neck.
But he didn't notice the way her cerulean eyes narrowed.
He was caught off guard when she suddenly switched their position and shoved him to the chair. She bent to his position as her hand rested on the arms of the moving chair, "See! Not harmless at all," He was distracted for one second and she trapped him, was she harmless? No, she was waiting for the right chance.
