She leaned down, and her black hair like ink spilled onto his forearm.
Her eyes were like stars, and her red lips were seductive; the abundance within her V-neck stimulated his gaze.
A fire spread through his body in an instant, leaving him restless.
In fact, he had only intended to tease her a little just now, to see how far her timidity would take her. He wasn't prepared to get serious.
After she flirted to this extent, if he didn't reciprocate, he would be greatly disrespecting her fervor tonight.
Her rare coquettish passion indeed disturbed his thoughts and plans.
He grabbed a handful of her hair, his hoarse voice burning with desire as he brought his mouth close to her ear: "Are you trying to grind me to death, baby?"
Grind you to death? Why would I do that?
But before dying from exhaustion, she'd need to give him a child first…
She wrapped her arms around his neck, staring at him blankly with her naive and shimmering eyes.