"Mr. Huo..."
Qiao Xi was forced to twist her body to kiss him, panting heavily.
The man's kisses fell again on her neck, earlobes, and cheeks, leaving Qiao Xi overwhelmed. She took the opportunity to change positions, lying on the lounge chair with her hands pressing against his well-defined abs.
"Mr. Huo, wait..."
The swimming pool was open on all sides, and she could see the intense desire in his eyes that he could not hide.
Under her palms was a beating heart, throbbing so powerfully. The temperature from his skin was almost scalding her hands.
"I can't wait."
With one hand, he bound her hands above her head and leaned down to kiss her exposed skin, dominant and forceful.
The lounge chair creaked noisily, its flimsy support seeming as if it might fall apart any second.
"This place... it's not good."
