But Amelia had only taken one step when the man's long arm scooped her slender waist back, and the instant she fell into his embrace, he bent his head and pecked at her lips.
It was so natural, as if they were an old married couple who had kissed each other thousands of times before.
Amelia didn't respond but didn't reject either, letting him kiss her for quite a while, until his powerful body pressed her down on the mattress. That's when she had to extend a hand to push away his fiery chest, reminding him, "Stop it, I'm not in a good state right now."
Even if you kiss every inch of my body, you won't be able to do anything.
Despite that, he didn't let go, but instead pinned both her wrists above her head against the pillow, kissing her relentlessly and murmuring vaguely, "I'm just kissing, not doing anything else."
Amelia, "..."
She rolled her eyes at the canopy above, was he treating her like an ignorant young girl?
