After leaving the immatured brats, Sheea was deep in thought of how to teach all of her 'popped out' husbands some basic manners on how to respect women in public, while checking the new batch of hand-made papers.
She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she even felt to notice a major scene had happened behind her back which was facing Len and Kyle.
She only snapped out of her thoughts when she felt too strong arms around her waist from behind as her back collided with a strong chest.
"Ah, Kyle- Huh? You-mmph!"
All her words got blocked as a pair of lips crushed on to her mouth. She wanted to fight back but the way she was held captive in the strong arms that she couldn't.
The kiss slowly became sensual as well as aggressive. It was also demanding as if by it he could swallow her up. It was so dominant as if by it he could tell her his unremoval existence in life.
And even if Sheea felt a little scared by that dominance, she liked the way she was feeling.
At some point, the strong hands had let her go and undressed her fully. Sheea snapped out from her pleasure, when she felt the cooling sensation of wind.
And as the guy moved from her lips to her neck, licking and sucking her skin, she finally gathered her self control and pushed him away.
"St-Stop it, Len. D-don't touch me. You-" Sheea wanted to say something more but little did she know her voice sounded more inviting to him.
"Don't deny me anymore, Sheea. You want me. You want me now," Len whispered huskily cutting her off her words and again kissed her lips deeply. As he slowly moved from her lips to neck, then neck to her collarbones, his hands didn't stay idle. His strong hands fondled and pinched her milky mounds without any reserve.
Unlike Kyle and others, Len didn't control himself. He was taking her roughly like he wanted, and with time, he could also feel she wanted it rough too.
"Mmm. Ahh!" With the otherworldly pleasure, Sheea let out her moans. Her hands slowly climbing his back and as her one hand grabbed his neck to press his lips more into her skin, while her other hand scratched his back.
Len let out a moan too as he took one of her erected n*pple in his mouth and roughly but sensually sucked it with little licks in a while.
As Sheea was falling deeper into the world of lust and pleasure, Len stopped suddenly and took her face in between his hands and brought his face closer to hers.
As he opened his mouth to speak, his voice came out husky, full of lust and yet dangerous as if he want to kill her then and there.
"Open your eyes, Sheea. Open and look at the face of this Shan you're moaning under. Look at this Shan whom you were tossing away like some sh*t."