Constantine Stewart kissed the girl who had been on his mind, the touch feeling unimaginably soft, and from the depths of his soul came a gentle sigh. Unconsciously, he deepened the kiss, holding her tightly in his embrace.
This kiss naturally sparked long-dormant desires. Chloe Winston noticed his body was burning hot, with a clear reaction. Her eyes widened in shock, and she quickly pinched his slim waist.
"Hmm?" Constantine flinched at the pain, his upturned phoenix eyes slightly opened a crack, speaking seductively, "I want you."
This shameless old man was going crazy from the drink. Chloe was furious, wanting to push him away. Yet, his arms felt like steel walls, her strength scratching at them was like tickling, exhausting her to no end. Instead, the man chuckled deeply, pinched her puffy little cheeks, then lowered his head to grip her delicate chin and kissed her teasingly.
Chloe's face immediately heated up. This dog man's kissing skills were getting better.
