Holding her in his palm, carefully and cautiously, when did he ever dislike her!
"Little thing, speak clearly." He leaned over, moved close to the woman's ear, his thin lips falling on it, breathing warmth, "It seems that I wasn't enthusiastic enough?"
When they kissed just now, she didn't resist, paused for a moment, but then returned his kiss, even sticking her soft little tongue out for him to entwine with. Because she was still a patient, he couldn't go too far, so he left her lips, still wanting more.
She followed a bit, and he sensed the slight movement.
That night, he noticed something unusual in his body. During this period, he thought he was the only one, but that night... his brain felt uncomfortable, and he thought he had changed a lot, because his temper was very different from before. It turned out that there was another presence inside him resisting him, and as the two resisted each other, that presence seemed to have somewhat slowly merged into him.
