Maverick Knight's "good" was intercepted by her kiss.
Though she had done it many times, she was still not skilled, her movements were clumsy, not too deep nor too shallow, mimicking him as before.
The purpose behind her actions, Maverick Knight understood.
Attempting a seductive move.
She was mistaken; without this tactic, he would still agree.
Of course, even if she used it, he wouldn't mind.
Maverick Knight pulled the girl closer, gently holding her waist, slightly lowering his head so she wouldn't be too tired, effortlessly regaining the initiative.
He tasted the sweetness, his grip involuntarily tightened, drawing her closer.
Just then, footsteps approached.
Aurora Blaine instantly opened her eyes, Maverick Knight held her and moved forward a few steps, passed a corner, went to the side of the house, and smoothly let her lean against the wall.
Her mind was a bit slow to react to his series of actions; someone was coming, weren't they going out?
