“Is the game interesting?” He gets closer to her, only a finger away.
Shirley tries her best to stay calm, and says stiffly, “Yes!”
Yates suddenly feels furious and speechless, and then he says word by word, “Take a close look. I have much more fun than the game!”
After finishing his words, he kisses her hard as if it were a punishment.
“Uh…” She moans, which shows that she is rattled and panicky.
Her hands are against his chest, which tries to block the distance between them.
Yates holds her hands in a vice-like grip and then puts them above her head. Then he gently bites her.
Feeling aching, she slightly opens her mouth so that Yates can take advantage of it and kisses her hard. He desires her hungrily, tastes her lips desperately, and swallows her smell down devouringly. He wouldn’t let her go unless they can’t breathe.
He withdraws his lips when she is about to faint for lack of oxygen.
Shirley is exhausted, leaning on him. Without Yates, she can’t even support herself.
“Are you still gonna ignore me?” Yates whispers near her ear.
Feeling so sweet suddenly, Shirley bites her lips gently on which still remains his smell, her cheeks with blush, and says shyly, “Nope.”
As a result, Yates kisses her lips again, different one from that before. This time, the kiss is gentle,
soft, and cherished as if he was tasting honey carefully.
Shirley starts to be active, driven by him gradually, not like before. She now is so in love and cannot extricate herself.
And her awkwardness and her fragrance make him wants more.
When Shirley enjoys the kiss so much, Yates loosens her suddenly, and says with a bit of raucity, “It’s too late. Time to sleep! I’m… about to take a shower.”
After saying so, he turns around and enters the bathroom, leaving a handsome figure like a hero.
Shirley pats her cheek with blush, and says toughly, “Shirley, sober up! Be sober!”
When Yates is bathing, she hides in the guest room and locks the door, so she can pant finally.
Perhaps after drinking wine, she even wanted to have sex with him just now.
“No, no, no! Shirley, you can’t do that!” She talks to herself, thinking that it is immoral to have such the crazy thought, however…”
Another voice in her heart tells her, “Shirley, are you still timid? Now he is in front of you. If you lose the chance, you must definitely be regretful.”
There is an angel and a demon fighting fiercely in her heart. Ultimately, the bad one wins.
She determines to have sex with Yates no matter what happens tonight, relying on the wine.
This is what Yates sees when he comes out of the bathroom.
Wearing his wide white shirt, Shirley is lying on the couch. One of her leg is put flat, the other slightly bends, her head on her right hand with sexy blurred eyes.
Her messy hair is charming. With a light smile and indistinct dimples, she is so sexy but pure…
Damn it, the desire he has just suppressed is ignited again instantly.
Shirley’s mind still remains the words that Karen has told her before. Seducing a man needs to do so, so she keeps seducing him by slowly hooking her finger, “come over!”
Yates breathes a heavy and deep breath, and walks to sit down and asks, “Do you know what you’re doing now?”
“Of course, I know! I know it clearly.” Shirley nods heavily. It seems that she becomes more attractive after eliminating the idea she used to consider strict and tough.
The small hand touches his chest restlessly, and Shirley smiles sweetly, her narrowed eyes twinkling like the unique moon in the sky.
Yates presses her hand to keep her from touching with a hoarse voice, “You are playing with fire!”