# Chapter 62
His soft tongue came out and sucked the woman’s lips like sugary candy. Ares desperately slurped her lips as if the wine would gush out of them too, just as it did from her fingertips.
Eutostea put her thighs together, which Ares had been squashing. She felt tingling in her crotch as if the part Ares was sucking were the wrinkles down south.
“Look at you. You’re trembling just by my kiss. But you tried to seduce me?”
Ares detached his lips from hers and then laughed at Eutostea in a low voice.
‘Should I beg for an apology?’
But his attitude wasn’t like harshly scolding her. His voice had softened up and sounded sweet somehow.
“Tell me in advance if you don't want to be in the arms of a man you don’t love. I also have no reason to hug a woman who doesn’t want it.”
Eutostea was confused about whether he became sober or was still drunk. But when looking at those calm gray eyes, it seemed acceptable to act more boldly.
“...”
