His lips were as warm as she remembered, softly pressing against hers without leaving any gap to breathe.
He pried open her teeth, and his nimble tongue ventured in, savoring the sweet and sticky essence within.
She wanted to retreat, but he wrapped his tongue around hers, forcing her to entwine with him.
The familiar taste filled their mouths, and a strange warmth flowed through their bodies.
Her body gradually became weak...
He held her, and after a long while, his thin lips finally left hers.
She was already exhausted, slumped against him, panting heavily.
He studied her blushing face closely, then his gaze lingered on her swollen and moist lips. With a prideful arrogance, he uttered, "Remember my tyranny. From now on, I won't allow you to mention another man in front of me... In your eyes, in your heart, there should only be me."
As he spoke these domineering words, a hint of sweetness welled up in her heart.
Such possessive words, he had never spoken to her before...
