A passionate and sorrowful kiss descended, as if he intended to swallow her whole, savoring the sweetness in her mouth.
Enna Clark made a muffled sound and placed her hands against his chest, mindful of the injury on his back, yet not daring to push him away.
But without pushing him away, she was about to fall into his expert kissing skills...
Just at that moment.
The man, who was like a conquering hero, retreated, his soft, thin lips still clinging to hers, his forehead resting against hers, his tongue sweeping past and leaving a tingling sensation like an electric shock.
Enna Clark's cheeks flushed with the kiss, and she almost couldn't control herself from letting out a low moan.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly and forcefully suppressed it.
Her flushed cheeks and water-colored eyes in the man's view were like a silent invitation, and Baron Lawrence wished he could devour her right there.
