Vera Wave steeled herself as she walked over, raising her hand to unbutton Kris Cooper’s shirt.
One button.
Then another.
...
What should have been a simple act of unbuttoning beca sowhat suggestive because she was the one doing it for him.
With each button undone, the shirt parted, revealing his handso, solid chest. Vera didn’t dare look for long, but her face was already beginning to flush.
Standing still, Kris Cooper watched leisurely as her face turned from pale white to red, a smile gradually spreading across his lips.
At last, all the buttons were undone. Vera let out a sigh of relief, grabbing his left sleeve and carefully avoiding his injured fingers.
His breath ward her cheek as he drew nearer. Her heart pounded; she anxiously looked up, eting his eyes.
It was as if he had ensnared her soul; she froze on the spot.
The man, however, had already leaned in, lightly kissing her lips. Her heart thudded heavily. Feeling slightly embarrassed, she nevertheless didn’t dodge him.
Since they were already boyfriend and girlfriend, a kiss wasn’t too much to ask.
The man’s kisses didn’t stop. Instead, they grew more intense. His hand, which had been resting against her face, moved to the back of her head, holding her steady as he deepened his kisses.
Vera beca his captive, instinctively gripping his clothing, only to be devoured by his lips and tongue.
By the ti her back t the cool bedsheets, she realized with a start that he had already removed her small jacket. Her shirt buttons were unfastened, and the hem at her back was pushed up significantly.
Her chest...
Although she couldn’t see, she could feel his hot palm. She didn’t need to guess; she knew he had undone her bra too.
This... isn’t this a bit too fast?
He’s injured, isn’t he? How could he undress her so quickly?!
"Kris, I..." she called out his na, her voice hoarse.
The man lifted his face from her neck, his amber eyes filled with fervent longing.
"Vera, don’t stop , alright?"
He’s already undressed this much, how can I stop him?
Vera’s face burned crimson, and she couldn’t utter a word, only lifting a hand to cover her face.
"Can... can you turn off the light?!"
"No!"
The man’s voice was slightly hoarse yet unusually pleasing, his two gentle words filled with utter dominance.
He wanted to take a good look at her body, to see how different it was from six years ago.
...
...
By the ti their passion had subsided and she lay soft and blushing in his arms, Vera belatedly rembered sothing.
"We’re dood!"
Kris Cooper, who was kissing her shoulder, turned his face towards her, puzzled.
"What’s wrong?"
"We didn’t... we didn’t use protection!"
She buried her face, not daring to et his eyes. Although it wasn’t their first ti, being held naked in his arms like this, fully awake, made her blush uncontrollably.
"I’ll go buy so dicine tomorrow."
Kris Cooper idly twirled a strand of her long hair around his fingers. Hearing her, a faint smile touched his lips. "No need. You’re in your safe period."
She looked up at him in surprise. "Really?"
Kris Cooper nodded lightly, his gaze returning to her face. "Vera," he said softly.
"Mm?"
"I want more."
"Want what..." she began, but the rest of her words dissolved into an unconscious moan. Without him needing to answer, she already knew what he wanted.
Seriously, does this man ever know when to take no for an answer?!
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