Chapter 25- little girlfriend
Lilian felt dizzy from the kiss, that soft, weak feeling washing over her again. If she hadn’t been sitting on the sofa, she was sure she would have slipped to the floor.
She was wearing an off-shoulder, somewhat ethnic-style top today, exposing a large patch of fair skin on her shoulders and her delicate, sexy collarbones. After kissing her lips, Morrisonrrison lowered his head and began to kiss her collarbones and shoulders. When desire overcame reason, at that Morrisonment, Morrisonrrison only wanted to make love to her.
But when those burning lips and tongue pressed against the skin of her shoulder, Lilian was instantly jolted back to reality.
She hurriedly pushed the man who was buried against her shoulder,
"Let go, let go!"
Every time he kissed her body, it felt like electric shocks ran through her, leaving her tingling and numb.
Morrisonrrison still retained a trace of reason, and since the occasion wasn’t appropriate, he loosened her as she pushed him and got up from her.
When he lifted his head, his narrow black eyes didn’t hide the intense lust. Before Lilian could say anything, he preemptively defended himself,
"Let me make it clear—this time I’m not wrong. Who told you to dress like this and tempt me?"
His gaze landed on the clothes she was wearing.
Originally, he only wanted to kiss her and hadn’t thought too much about it, but as he got closer, all he could see was her fair, soft skin and delicate shoulders—what man could resist such temptation?
Lilian was inexplicably kissed again, a deep and lingering kiss. She was already upset when he said those words, making her furious—so it was her fault?