The kisses grew greedier, and Faye no longer wanted to limit herself to just kissing.
Tessa Caldwell felt her body grow hot, as if it were about to explode, with a restless yearning.
She was dazed, weren't they discussing business? How did it turn into this? She was losing her rhythm.
"Wait a moment, let's finish discussing the matter first..." She squeezed out a sentence in a daze, before losing her rationality.
But Faye didn't listen, planting marks on her neck while his hands grew restless.
Tessa felt a mix of pain and pleasure, pummeling him with her fists: "Stop it, it hurts~~"
Faye caught her fists, pressing them above her head; with brute force, he tore her shirt into shreds and quickly undid his own clothing.
Tessa collapsed, soft and weak, beneath him.
Instinctively resisting the waves of heat rising within her.
"Faye..." she called softly, the name she had given him.
