[WARNING: THE CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. NOT ADVISABLE FOR AGES 17 AND BELOW.]
When Maxen's face was hovering over her, Cosette instantly understood his reason for refusing. However, in that situation where she was pinned under him while his face paired with that obvious desire in his eyes hovering over her, she couldn't resist the tingling sensation crawling under her skin. Hence, she kept pressing on the matter, feigning ignorant until his lips smashed against hers.
Cosette flinched when she felt his grip around her wrist loosen, only to feel his palm on her thigh. However, she liked it. Her body ached to be touched more, allowing him to feel her hips until his hand was on her waist. She shuddered slightly when the chill inbound breeze ran up her navel, but his fervent palm eased her.
