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Amelia Garcia frowned, tilting her neck to dodge backward, but Christopher pressed closely without allowing any escape.
Her head hit the seat and she had nowhere to retreat. His hand held her by the neck, offering no escape, so she could only let him kiss her obediently.
"A short separation rekindles the flame of romance," the saying goes, not without reason.
Initially, Amelia resisted, but when his breath thoroughly enveloped her, the longing accumulated from their days apart surged forward like a floodgate opening.
Involuntarily, she hooked her arms around him, moving from resisting to eagerly welcoming.
Once she showed initiative, Christopher's passion intensified. The two of them embraced tightly, and they couldn't stop.
It wasn't until their Lincoln braked at a red light, causing them to lean slightly forward with the momentum, that they came to their senses a bit.
But even that didn't separate them.