"Honey, boo hoo, please listen to me..."
She said anxiously while trying to unbuckle his belt, but after a long while, she still hadn't succeeded.
"..." Alexander Kingsley's face was very dark.
He immediately grabbed her small hand, holding it in his own, preventing her from grasping wildly.
This little rascal, what is she trying to do? Hmm? He was already full of fire, a surge of desire burning more and more intensely...
Moreover.
There was no intention of stopping.
She was really bold, holding onto him, rubbing against him, trying to take off his clothes. This little thing, wasn't she afraid he would devour her? Hmm?
"Sweetheart."
"Don't touch randomly."
Otherwise, he feared he couldn't hold back and would run a red light.
She was wearing so little, the skirt so short, it was already unbearable for him, yet she kept moving around in his arms, so restless. If she wasn't drunk, he was planning to toss her aside and not hold her anymore.
"Honey, you are being mean to me."
