Ava saw Tristan chuckling, she pouted, "Why is he even laughing? Is he laughing at me?"
Tristan looked at her red, juicy lips. He wanted to kiss Ava and taste her sweet nectar.
He wanted to nibble on her lips. He could think of a hundred and one ways to kiss her right now. He was already planning his future.
He was astonished that Ava's simple action was able to light the desire in him. Women have often seduced him, getting naked, wearing skimpy clothing, and all they did was to disgust him.
He took a deep breath and controlled his desire.
"Stop it," Tristan commanded, he was afraid he might do something to scare Ava.
Ava sulked, seeing that he was bullying her. Tristan noticed Ava got angry because he raised his voice at her. "Damn!" he cursed. Knowing how fragile Ava was, he should have treated her tenderly.
"Okay, don't be angry," Tristan coaxed her like a child.
