Chapter 408 If You Can’t Fight It, Then Enjoy It
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WARNING!!!
A little [MATURE CONTENT] in this Chapter!!!
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Hera felt a fierce heat rising within her, stoked by Zhane’s every touch. He seemed to master the art of igniting and fueling that fire, teasing her with an expertise that was both undeniable and provocative. Despite some changes in his demeanor, he was still the same captivating teaser known in the novel, his actions a testament to his skill.
But unlike in the novel when he would always asked how the female lead wanted it, where she wanted it, or what she wanted, right now, what Zhane was doing is ask her how she’s feeling it, where she’s feeling it, and what she’s feeling. The difference is, in the novel he asked before he moved, but right now, he moved before asking.
Her anticipation grew with each passing moment, her sensitivity reaching new heights. "Zhane..." Hera whimpered, her voice trembling, as her breathing became uneven and ragged, escaping in shallow gasps.
Her whimpering call to his name shattered Zhane’s remaining restraint. With a sudden motion, he seized the gun from her hand, securing it with one grip then locked it before slamming it onto the table. He then cupped Hera’s jaw, forcing her to look up at him from behind, and captured her mouth with a fervent kiss.
As Hera gasped in surprise, Zhane seized the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth, his touch purposeful and persistent. While he continued to rub just below her belly button, he felt her arousal growing, her heartbeat quickening. He explored her mouth with a deliberate sweep of his tongue, drawing out her response with every caress.