Now, just some normal intimacy, and he actually felt a strong desire.
His large hands restlessly roamed over Beatrice Hargrave's body. His lips and tongue teased her earlobe, "Uncle wants to spoil you..."
"...Uncle... we're on the street now..." Beatrice clutched tightly to Nicholas Croft's collar. Despite being kissed into a daze, her sanity remained because vehicles would occasionally pass by.
Nicholas Croft also knew their current location was a bit inappropriate, but ever since he touched her body, it was like getting addicted to a drug, out of control.
He had been to the Hargrave Family villa countless times and remembered a spot by the roadside that led to a mountain path, where vehicles rarely passed, so it was perfect...
He pulled away from her lips but not before another deep kiss, like sucking on jelly. He moved back a little, and her lips bounced back.
