Joshua Sulliven impatiently stripped off his clothes, once again pressing closer.
Keira Leaf half-opened her eyes and looked at him, softly asking, "You're not working anymore?"
"Isn't this work now?" Joshua replied in a muffled voice. His now-recovered fingers repeatedly glided over Keira's skin, leaving trails of soft blushes, remarkably smooth.
"What kind of work is this?" Keira chuckled lightly, slightly tilting her head to look at him, exuding an indescribable allure.
Damn fairy!
Even knowing something was amiss with her, there are simply not many men in the world who can resist the seduction of the woman they love!
Perhaps this is what they mean by 'dying under the peony flower, even as a ghost it's romantic!'
