Capítulo 1902: Chapter 1914: Compulsion
Skye Brown opened her mouth in shock, wanting to tell Dylan Wellington to get lost.
But this reflex action only made it easier for Dylan Wellington to intensify his plunder.
He kissed Skye Brown’s soft lips roughly, his tongue probing between her lips and teeth, exploring her tender sweetness.
Skye Brown trembled all over.
The familiar sensation suppressed within her body, deep in her soul, returned again.
Almost without any warning, the instant Dylan Wellington kissed her, a numbing pleasure shot from her abdon.
Then quickly, from bottom to top, straight to the back of her head.
Three years, three years of silence, concealnt, hiding, and licking her wounds alone.
She thought ti could heal everything.
But unlike last night, in such a clear state of mind, it was just a kiss…
The mories she had deeply buried in her heart ca flooding back like a deluge, bringing mories she didn’t want to relive.
Pain, from the harsh ravaging of her lips by Dylan Wellington.
Pain, too, from the tenderest part of her heart, struck by chaotic mories.
Pain, moreover, from Skye Brown’s self-reproach and bla… Just a kiss, and yet Dylan Wellington so easily tugged at her mories and thoughts.
A single tear slid from Skye Brown’s soft almond-shaped eyes.
She hadn’t cried in a long ti, so long she forgot when she last cried.
And now, it was just a kiss, and tears rolled down easily.
Dylan Wellington was kissing Skye Brown forcibly, even though he wouldn’t admit it, his body had the most direct response to this woman.
The muscle in his lower abdon tightened, showing a trend of restrained uprising.
This woman, this Skye Brown, was very different.
She didn’t have the orange blossom scent he liked most, but rather a fresh and warm daisy scent.
And Dylan Wellington was always only interested in won wearing orange blossom perfu.
If they had long hair, it was even better; if their temperant was a bit fiery and coquettish, it would suit his taste more.
That’s why he indulged Sasha Hammond’s little tempers.
In Dylan Wellington’s dreams, there always appeared a long-haired woman.
She seed softly coquettish, but when provoked, she would lose her temper; her fiery nature was evident, and when truly angered, she’d bite him.
The scent on that woman in his dreams was the sweet and fragrant sll of orange blossom.
Every ti, Dylan Wellington wanted to see the face of the woman in his dreams clearly.
But when he leaned closer, just as he was about to see, the dream would always end…
He couldn’t find her, he didn’t know who that woman was… So, upon waking from the dream, he kept searching tirelessly.
Because he was convinced, that woman ant sothing different to him, maybe it was a hint of destiny.
Perhaps, she was the woman destined for him in this life.
Otherwise, for three years he’d feel nothing for any woman, yet in dreams, he would rise for that woman.
Yes, three years of impotence, only in dreams, dreaming of that long-haired woman with the orange blossom scent, would desire arise.
No woman could break this strange and bizarre situation.
Except…
Dylan Wellington lowered his eyes, seeing the crystal tears sliding from Skye Brown’s eyes.
He clearly realized that the woman in front of him was the initiator of breaking all these conventions.
Not long-haired, no orange blossom scent—this short-haired woman with a different perfu beca the first woman in three years to truly arouse his desire in reality.
The strangely appearing woman.
Last night, she was sent to his bed, and today, she appeared again.
In such a hurry to seduce him, and yet surprisingly to his taste.
Ha, not wanting her… wouldn’t that be a disservice to himself?
Dylan Wellington lowered his head, kissed away her tears, and his large hand moved down, slipping under Skye Brown’s light blue sweater.
The distinct joints of his large hand ran rampant.
In Skye Brown’s gasp, Dylan Wellington bit her soft earlobe, wickedly saying, “You sure know how to seduce a man. Did all this just to make ravage you? Rest assured, I will fulfill your wish.”
With that, he pulled down Skye Brown’s jeans with one hand, pressing her hands against the top of her head.
Before Skye Brown could resist, he forcibly…
[End of update, see you tomorrow night at 6:00~]
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