Sun Yinghao pulled away once more. "Please, just this once," she begged. Her voice sounded raspy, deep, and seductive, as if she had found what her body craved.
Sun Yinghao moved her hands away from his face, looking around. Luckily, there was no one nearby. Looking down at her, he saw tears in her eyes, she had bitten her lower lip so hard it was about to bleed. "What's wrong with you? Have you lost your mind?" he asked.
"Yinghao," she called softly, sounding purring.
Sun Yinghao felt his heart tremble. His scalp went numb at the sound of her voice.
"Help me, I'm feeling really hot. I... I feel turned on."
Taking a deep breath, "Let's go to the clinic; maybe you're not feeling well."
"I don't think I'm sick. I just want you. I can't hold it in much longer," she said as her hand started moving over his chest.
Trying to resist, Sun Yinghao grabbed her hands, not giving in.
