Taking advantage of the moment she stood there in a daze, forgetting to struggle, Ethan Hayes slightly tightened the hand around her shoulder. Her lips were soft and sweet; last time he kissed her, he was drunk and barely remembered anything when he woke up. Yet now, as his lips met hers again, those memories seemed to awaken all at once.
His nimble tongue pried open her teeth, kissing her deeply with an almost domineering intensity. Her soft tongue gradually lost its rhythm under his chase, and he greedily inhaled the unique sweet scent from her, inch by inch, as if wanting to meld her entire being into his.
His kiss was passionate and lingering, leaving her body tingling all over. Initially, she forgot to resist, but gradually, she no longer wanted to resist.
The moon had quietly emerged from behind the clouds, and a clear, soft moonlight spread over them, casting long shadows.
