This was Vera Wave’s secret, and it was only due to her extre nervousness that she let it slip out.
Even with Harry Snowpine, who had tried on nurous occasions to get intimate with her, she could never accept it. The mont he touched her, she would feel an overwhelming urge to vomit.
This was the real reason why nothing had transpired between them all these years.
Otherwise, with Harry Snowpine’s ambitions to use her for his advancent, how could she have remained untouched for so long?
She had tried to kiss him several tis in the past, but it was, at most, just a brush of the lips. Their only attempt at a French kiss had ended with her vomiting violently.
For years, the only person she didn’t feel repulsed by was Kris Cooper.
His Vera belonged to him alone.
At that mont, Kris Cooper was in high spirits. He gently lifted her chin, making her et his gaze, his lips curling into a roguish smile.
"So, you’re saying you like... my body?!"
"I... I didn’t say that."
"You said it yourself; you only accept my body."
"I... I just said I don’t reject your advances."
Flustered, she blurted out the truth.
"Is there a difference?"
It seed... there wasn’t. But didn’t it feel a bit off?
What about you? Dare you say you don’t want to sleep with ? Vera thought, then retorted, "You already... did that!"
Gently caressing her flushed, hot cheek, Kris Cooper’s smile grew more wicked.
"’That’? What exactly is ’that’?"
Vera gritted her teeth.
"Kris Cooper, stop playing dumb!"
He loved seeing her get flustered, like a kitten bristling with a mix of shyness and anger, so he decided to tease her further.
"Since you already know what I want, what are you waiting for?"
His words left Vera speechless.
Right, since he’d bought her, she should have the self-awareness appropriate for soone who’d been bought.
Although she had no experience, she knew that ’bed-warming’ wasn’t as simple as just making the blankets warm.
Biting her lip, Vera looked up at Kris Cooper’s face. Her gaze landed on his smirking lips, and she swallowed unconsciously.
No way! She hadn’t brushed her teeth yet. Wouldn’t kissing his mouth now be the death of her?
Vera’s gaze drifted downwards, landing on his neck.
She took a shallow breath, raised her hands to his neck, and leaned her head towards it.
He must have showered last night, she thought, sticking out the tip of her tongue for a light lick.
Mm, no salty taste. He was quite clean!
So, she kissed him boldly.
Kris Cooper, who had initially only wanted to tease her, hadn’t expected her to be so compliant. Her clumsy actions were like pouring oil on the fire for him.
The fla of desire that had been stirring within him instantly erupted like a wildfire.
"Who told you to kiss there!" he growled, his voice hoarse.
That damn girl! Was she trying to kill him?!
Not there?
Vera released his skin, glanced at his chest, but lacked the courage to kiss him there. Suddenly rembering sothing, she moved closer to his ear.
"Is it here?"
Her voice was low. As she spoke, her warm breath caressed his ear; being so close, her lips unintentionally brushed against his outer ear.
Since he didn’t object, this must be the spot.
Vera looked at the beautifully shaped, spotlessly clean ear in front of her and suddenly realized this man was truly perfect. Not only was his face handso, but even his ears were beautiful beyond words.
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