Mia Foster felt her heart stir. After half a month of being together, she unknowingly seemed to have grown accustomed to him. Deep down, she had once again accepted Felix Shaw.
"Honey..." A murmur slipped through their connected lips, and hearing Mia's soft moan, which seemed like both a response and a murmur, Felix kissed her while carrying her inside.
"How about we take a bath together?"
Having lived together for half a month and having been intimate countless times, Mia had never agreed to bathe with him. To Felix, bathing together as a couple was more romantic.
Without any refusal, Felix carried Mia into the bathroom, intending for them to bathe together. However, as they entered, he turned around and pressed her against the wall.
The kissing continued relentlessly, and Felix's large hand slipped into the gap of her little dress.
When he touched that area, a muffled voice escaped his lips, "So soft..."
Mia Foster...
