Slowly Falling into His Love Trap Chapter 2:

He clearly just wanted to try her taste, without any real ulterior motives, but Caden Lockwood was surprised to find that this kiss had beco uncontrollable,

He was astonished by his own surrender. Throughout his life, no matter how good a woman’s figure, or how stunning her appearance, when they approached him, his body felt no desire, only disgust.

The First Young Master Lockwood was not close to won—this was the hottest rumor within the circle.

But at this mont, things were different—the brief kiss left him impatient, wanting more.

This woman seed like a gift from heaven, prepared specifically to showcase his manhood!

Desire surged, he picked her up and placed her on the bed, his movents soothing and gentle.

This beautiful enchantress, with her eyes closed, lay unaware in the world he had built for her.

"Hmm?" She slowly opened her eyes, a mist of emotion within her large eyes, "I... feel uncomfortable."

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" His alluring voice was deep and rich, a wicked smile curved on his handso, cold face, "Be good, tell ."

"Kiki." Her voice was both coy and soft, like she was acting spoiled, "I want a kiss..."

The things a man most wants to do with a woman—though he’d never practiced them, he was naturally gifted!

The man on top of her suddenly beca as restless as a beast, startling Evelyn Morgan greatly, and before she could think, her clothes were pushed up and quickly separated from her.

Under the man’s caresses and kisses, her body no longer felt like her own. In intense pleasure, she only felt heat suddenly pulled away from her body, leaving her with no strength to ask for anything more. Her mind was dizzy, and in the next mont, she fell into a deep sleep.

In the process of wanting her, certain images that surfaced in his mind made him unwilling to take that final step.

His body was extrely longing, but his heart, it was extrely resistant.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, he sighed heavily and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Tired, he lay back on the bed, intending to nap for a while...

The sunlight shone vigorously, sneaking through the gap in the curtains, illuminating the large, luxurious bed. The soft bedding felt like swan feathers, gently resting on the man and woman on the bed.

Evelyn Morgan tightened her brows, opened her eyes, yawned, and casually turned her body. Before her, she saw a man so handso it made her blush and her heart race.

She was montarily stunned, her eyes suddenly widening, her whole body involuntarily shivering, as she clung tightly to the bedding and scread at a high pitch: "Ah—"