His other hand shot out toward Mia, who instinctively stepped back. "Don't move," Noah said dryly.
Seeing that Mia had indeed become much more obedient, Noah pushed aside the hair on Mia's forehead with his fingers and touched Mia's cheek. Then he moved to Mia's lips. Noah stroked Mia's soft lips with his thumb. This jelly-like touch, and the pinkish color, were all seducing Noah.
Noah's gaze grew darker, and the next second, he unceremoniously approached her.
His warm lips pressed against Mia's body. Mia had no strength to fight back. She accepted Noah's overbearing kiss passively.
It's so sweet, Noah thought, while completely lost in the beauty of the kiss. Every time he was with Mia, it was as if there was some magical attraction, and he always fell into it like a buzzard, Noah thought.
The kiss finally ended, and Mia began to pant heavily after being released.
