After a steaming passionate session, Keira Leaf leaned against Joshua Sulliven's chest, panting. She felt like she had done everything embarrassing in front of him, and she wondered how she would ever ride in his car again.
Joshua Sulliven, now satisfied, looked significantly better. His slender fingers caressed Keira Leaf's smooth, silk-like spine under her clothes, softening the harsh expression between his eyebrows.
Keira Leaf's forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat, and her cheeks were burning. She lifted her eyelids and looked at the man beside her, buzzing, "Joshua Sulliven..."
"Hmm," Joshua Sulliven responded lazily.
"I don't want to keep taking the medicine," Keira Leaf said softly, her voice tinged with unease.
