Ambiguity in the Car

At first, he only wanted Jocelyn to shut up, but when he touched her red lips, all the frustration was gone. The only thing that remained in his mind was the feeling of her red lips.

So soft!

So sweet!

It was like the pudding made by the chef at home. It was sweet and bouncy, making him want to swallow it whole.

Aren was like a ferocious beast that wouldn't let go of his prey. Though his kiss was rough and violent, he made sure it wouldn't hurt Jocelyn while he was violating this piece of pure land.

The air in her mouth was being stolen away non-stop, making Jocelyn's breathing quicken. Jocelyn kept punching Aren on his chest with her hands, trying to make him let go of her.

However, Jocelyn's resistance was of no use. Instead, it made the man kiss even more violently.

Aren's hand hooked around Jocelyn's slender waist, and his broad palm was like a nimble snake that was crawling towards the two large and juicy peaches.