The warm and moist touch of the man's lips enveloped her, making Joanna shiver involuntarily. She opened her mouth, her voice trembling: "What...what do you want as a reward?"
"Hmm, let me think..."
Ashton Heath gently rubbed his lips against hers, kissing the corner of her mouth and lightly biting down.
It was as if he considered her lips to be some kind of delicious food, and after tasting them back and forth several times, he spoke in a hoarse, low voice: "I want you, is that okay?"
Joanna was already dizzy from his kisses, and it wasn't until she felt his hand intruding inside the collar of her clothes that she suddenly snapped back to her senses.
She held him down: "No...no, Ashton...It's not okay..."
"Call me husband."
With a domineering grip, he held her small hand, bent down and kissed her again: "Why not? I've calculated the time; your period hasn't come this month yet."
Joanna: "..."
He actually remembered the timing of her period?
