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“I’m going to have s*x.”
The crimson tea Michael had been sipping immediately sprayed from his proper mouth.
“Preferably with you, Michael.”
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His firm tongue pushed in until she could barely breathe, wrapping around Catherine’s small tongue. With strong suction, her tongue was pulled helplessly into his mouth.
“Huk, mmng…… hng.”
Catherine squirmed weakly as she felt slightly suffocated, but Michael didn’t stop.
This was unlike his usual behavior where he would be considerate of her slightest discomfort.
“Mmngh… hmmph.”
Had his true nature always been this rough? Catherine was pleased to discover this unexpected side of Michael. Moreover, seeing this level of response reassured her that Michael enjoyed this kiss as much as she did.
The problem was…
“Hmm…… Mi, mmm, ju, just a sec— haah.”
Michael showed absolutely no sign of stopping.
Her head spun and her waist weakened. What caught her as she staggered were Michael’s hands, which gripped her waist and shoulders as if binding her to him.
“Haa, haa, hmm, haa……”
Catching her breath, Catherine lifted her eyelids that had been tightly shut.
As her wet eyelashes trembled and rose, her eyes met directly with Michael’s, just as before.
He looked surprised at himself.
She could see Michael’s hands, not knowing what to do as if they had lost their way.
And his smooth jawline, clenched tight with tension.
She raised her gaze to meet Michael’s eyes.
“You’ll do it with me, right?”
Come on, give me your answer. With those pretty lips that just kissed me, Michael.
