Bella Acker was both surprised and shy as she slightly shifted her waist to avoid his hand.
"Da—Damian, don't... don't..."
Damian Sinclair kissed her neck, his voice husky with seduction, "Call me husband."
"Mmm..." Bella's neck was particularly sensitive, and she immediately tilted her chin up.
Her heart was teased by him as if scratched by a cat, and she wanted to hold onto his shoulders for comfort, but he tied her hands to the car door with a tie. She wanted to hug him but couldn't, making her even more anxious.
Damian continued to coax with great patience, "Baby, call me husband."
As he seduced her with words, his hands didn't stop at all, and with two moves, he stripped Bella's clothes, leaving her exposed.
"Hus—husband..." Bella was tormented to the point of discomfort, unconsciously lifting her waist towards him.
