She raised her bright eyes to look at the man close to her and swallowed hard.
"Well, just one kiss..." Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.
A kiss?
Luke Land’s smile spread across his face; her shy appearance beneath him made his heart flutter with restlessness. Should he kiss her or not? What if he couldn’t stop after one kiss?
Eva Miller steeled herself, closed her eyes, and kept telling herself in her heart that letting him kiss her was no big deal, just a way to repay the favor.
Her eyelashes trembled as she pursed her lips, looking a bit nervous and uneasy.
Luke Land rarely saw her like this.
In the end, he couldn’t quite suppress his inner urge and kissed her hard, sowhat impatiently, with fiery passion.
"Mm..." Eva couldn’t resist and whimpered, pushing against his body uneasily. Liar, he promised just one kiss, didn’t he?
He extended his agile tongue, probing into her mouth, his tongue tip licking and teasing. Eva could only take it, her mouth open, as the kissing grew deeper, as if reaching the depths of her throat.
His hand moved downward, suddenly pushing up her white sweater. He deftly reached her back, unclasped her bra, freeing the softness in front. His body tensed unconsciously.
"Bastard!" Eva finally woke up from his skilled kissing and bit his lip hard. Luke Land felt the pain, groaned, and tasted the tallic flavor of blood.
"Luke Land, I won’t believe you anymore!" Eva pushed him away, dodged to the side, and quickly fastened her bra.
"Little Chili..." Luke Land’s breathing sounded a bit heavy, "I really feel uncomfortable, can you help ?"
"No way." Eva pouted angrily. This man, couldn’t even kiss properly—why did he stubbornly make it an ambiguous French kiss...
She took out the back of her hand and desperately wiped the corner of her mouth.
"Luke Land, if you’re uncomfortable, go find a woman outside. I don’t mind."
"What did you say?" His voice suddenly turned colder.
"I said..." Eva still hadn’t realized that Luke Land was already angry and continued talking to herself, "Go find a woman outside, I don’t care, but I advise you to find one that’s cleaner. The ones you found before, I never thought they were very clean..."
"Eva Miller!"
He shouted her na loudly again. Eva looked up at the furious man in front of her, shook her head, but didn’t continue to provoke him.
"Alright, I won’t say anymore." Eva tidied up her clothes and was ready to get off the bed. Wait, why should she get out? Luke Land should be the one to leave.
"You get out. I want to sleep for a while."
Luke Land was angered by her words earlier, and naturally, his expression wasn’t good.
"No."
He pulled her body close to him again, "Help out?"
Damn him! Eva glared at him with annoyance.
"How many tis do I have to say it? If you can’t hold back, go find a woman outside."
"Other won don’t do it for ."
"..."
My goodness, this man’s shalessness rivals that of a city wall.
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