Chapter 476 Bow

Ross kissed Amy, his lips moving with practiced ease, and she inhaled his fresh, intoxicating scent. 

His breath was crisp and clean, tinged with the faintest hint of mint, making her pulse quicken. 

Heat pooled in her belly, spreading through her limbs like fire. He was an exceptional kisser—far better than her boyfriend, William. 

She wasn't so prudish as to deny William a kiss, but that was as far as they had ever gone. 

With Ross, however, she could already feel the boundaries she once respected crumbling away.

His hands were anything but idle. 

He cupped her breasts, squeezing and kneading them through the thin fabric of her top, his touch firm and possessive. 

A sharp jolt of pain shot through her as he tightened his grip, but the pleasure far outweighed the discomfort, sending another rush of warmth between her legs. 

Her nipples hardened under his touch, a testament to how easily he could excite her.