Before she could finish her sentence, Faye pulled her into his embrace, holding her tightly against him.
The kiss was wild and domineering.
He pressed firmly against Tessa Caldwell's lips, lingering and tasting her boldly.
Tessa Caldwell instinctively struggled, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free, like a small insect caught in a spider's web; the more she fought, the deeper she sank.
Their lips and tongues entwined passionately, and Faye's hands began to wander restlessly.
Tessa Caldwell grabbed his restless hand, then protested during a breathless pause, "I want to say, last night... and this morning... we clearly already did, why are you coming again tonight..."
Whenever the date arrives, he starts to indulge, just like the many Emperors of ancient times who were said to have died from excessive desire.
Is he not worried at all?
Faye gently nibbled on her sensitive earlobe, and Tessa immediately felt her body soften like spring water.
