Just the simple act of undoing a button had been perford by him with a sensuality that reached the extre.
Hmm, that’s not right, wait a minute, undoing a button?
Undoing a button!!
Before Di Jinxuan could react with surprise and widen her eyes, she heard this shaless, tantalizing voice rise, "Wife, want to see your husband’s nude body?"
Pfft... Hearing this, Di Jinxuan almost spat blood.
Watch your bloody nude body, how could he say sothing so shaless.
Di Jinxuan was instantly defeated by him, her expression speechless to the utmost, as she looked at him emotionlessly, "Sorry, I’m really not interested in your nude body; please roll off ."
"Not interested in the nude body?" Nangong Jin’s eyebrows rose, "Then a kiss would certainly interest you."
As soon as he said that, he went straight for her lips, kissing her recklessly, with the ultimate teasing and humming provocatively to the utmost.
Di Jinxuan never expected his sudden assault; her scalp went numb, and suddenly her whole body felt weak from his kiss.
Just then, Nangong Jin had taken the opportunity to invade her space.
His nimble tongue, laced with the sweet aroma of alcohol, brazenly made its way into her mouth.
Di Jinxuan was stunned, feeling nothing else but her heart beating very fast, as if it were about to leap out.
"Mmm..." She made an involuntary low moan of resistance, but this only fueled his impudent lust.
The pressure he applied was just perfect, a sensation of dominance yet not without extre tenderness.
His silky, sweet-tasting tongue, mixed with the explosive strength of male hormones, road without restraint in her mouth.
Although it was a forceful kiss, it was surprisingly not so uncomfortable.
Was it because his scent was so enticing, or because at this mont, his unique soul-seducing, alluring way sohow wasn’t repulsive?
Why this was, Di Jinxuan didn’t know.
Because she wasn’t repelled, she montarily forgot to resist, and his kisses appeared to carry a magic power.
Though overbearing and brusque, his kisses lacked nothing in tenderness or passion, akin to a unique magic power that made one unable to stop wanting to sink, to drown in this inexplicable, yet gentle kiss.
Feeling her compliance at this mont, Nangong Jin’s heart instantly softened, an extra touch of pity bubbling up from within; he softened this kiss even more.
What he had not expected was that kissing the person he liked could be this sweet. He could never get enough of her sweetness, even desiring more, to claim more.
Di Jinxuan was montarily lost in the kiss, but after the intoxication, for so reason, a sense of displeasure stirred within her.
After all, it was a forced kiss, one that disregarded her wishes.
If possible, she would have preferred him to start by gently inquiring about her feelings and then gradually drawing closer.
She hated this sensation of a forced kiss, as she was too passive, and so she was suddenly filled with aversion.
She began to fight back.
At first, Nangong Jin was sowhat puzzled. Having drunk alcohol, even though he was still clear-headed, he acted on impulse, and it was only her resistance that reminded him that he had forced the kiss upon her.
For so reason, he suddenly felt panicked and fearful, afraid she might feel aversion, fear she might resist.
Thus, he further softened the kiss, so tender that it was almost absurd, doing his utmost to caress and slowly slide over her small tongue-tip, with gentle, loving tenderness.
He could feel that she had relaxed once more, but...
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