Maybe it was because of the panic, or maybe it was really too spicy.
Purple Summers forgot to keep her teeth clenched, allowing Alexander Summers to take advantage of her...
Alexander's kiss was fiery and passionate.
Although Purple was a modern adult woman, she had an extraordinary sense of cleanliness and conservatism in matters of intimacy. Her understanding of kissing was merely the touch of lips, a gentle and romantic contact, a delicate and restrained taste, rather than what Alexander was doing--
A domineering conquest, wet and entangling, both disgusting and perverted, with a thrilling feeling of being dissected!
When Alexander let her go, he was satisfied and asked her with a smile, "Is it spicy?"
Purple's tongue was numb, and with tears in her eyes, she covered her lips and replied, "Spicy!"
"How could it be?" Alexander pinched her face, "It was clearly sweet."
Purple was at a loss for words...
The remaining bibimbap was eaten up by Alexander one bite at a time.
