After being placed on the bed, Amelia Smith stared blankly at William Lane.
William Lane propped himself above her, moved closer, and kissed her eyes, "Why are you looking at me like this? Trying to provoke my guilt?"
"Really?" Amelia Smith asked.
"No," William Lane turned off all the lights in the room, "I won't feel guilty."
In the darkness, all senses were infinitely magnified.
William Lane's kiss landed on her lips, scorching and making her tremble.
William Lane sensed her tension and said softly, "Don't be afraid. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me."
Amelia Smith groped in the darkness to grasp William Lane's hand; after holding his fingers, she mewled softly like a kitten, "Mm."
......
William Lane exhausted all his patience and gentleness.
Fearing that Amelia Smith would be in pain, he took her to the bathroom after their struggles.
With red eyes, Amelia Smith clung to William Lane and refused to let go.
