This wasn't a kiss with him?!
This was clearly just holding him and nibbling and biting.
Moreover, her little hands were restless, attempting to pull off his clothes, and finding it too difficult, she simply gave up and slid her hands under his shirt, resting on his waist and abdomen, gently caressing the muscles there.
Immediately, blood rushed to his head.
It clamored wildly, relentlessly flowing through his body like waves crashing one after another, seemingly wanting to burst out of his veins.
Damn it, truly fatal.
She could really take his life.
He thought he was crazy enough, but he never imagined this woman would show him a new side.
He always disliked her kissing skills being terrible, extremely awkward. Although he thought he disliked... deep down he loved this feeling. He liked her awkwardness, so enticingly still like a piece of wood, he thought even that was seductive, he liked her, no matter how she was, he liked her.
