The man hooked his lips and stole a kiss at the corner of her mouth.
The big hand that had been kneading her suddenly slipped inside her clothes and started getting restless.
By the time Fiona Schmidt felt something was wrong, the man had already unfastened her bra.
"You pervert! Damn pervert!…" Fiona snapped fully awake, covering her chest with her hands, glaring at the man. His eyes were deep, like there was a fire burning inside.
She understood that look that seemed like he wanted to devour her in one bite. Her face flushed, breath unsteady. "Are all you men this horny!? Once you get a taste, you turn into a different person!..."
The more she talked, the redder her face got. Fiona was insanely embarrassed, and in the end she couldn't go on, just glared at him.
The old Norton Abyss wasn't like this. Even if they kissed and got a little worked up sometimes, he never let his hands wander.
Now? The moment she let her guard down, his hands were all over her!
