Lance raised Yvette's chin with his slender fingers and changed the position of his lips. Lance tilted his head slightly so that their lips were tightly pressed together.
This strong kiss corresponded to his acting style. He was calm and self-contained, and yet domineering, not allowing others to oppose him.
He patiently licked her teeth until her mouth was filled with his male aura.
Yvette's back was against the cold wall, but her lips were numb from the heat of his lips. The opposite feelings were torturing her.
She couldn't help but tremble.
However, Lance's kiss just became more violent. He wished that he could completely possess Yvette.
Yvette was scared to tears by him.
Why did he do this? Didn't he like Yazmin?
Why did he still tease and kiss her?
Lance slowed down when he tasted the salty tears, but their lips were still stuck together.
