A scorching hot lip suddenly pressed against hers, the soft touch causing Enna Clark's entire body to shudder. It felt like electricity coursing through the point of contact, burning all the way to her heart, her heartbeat uncontrollably quickening along with the electric current.
The warm tongue pried open her lips, and as Enna whimpered, she felt the cool water flowing into her mouth...
Her throat was bone dry, craving more as the water moisturized it.
Instinctively, Enna closed her eyes, drawing in the sweet, clear water...
Her soft, small tongue occasionally brushed against her lips—Baron Lawrence's lower abdomen felt like it was about to burst into flames. He suddenly regretted his decision to feed her water like this.
Enna was torturing him like this!
It was worse than being stabbed twice with a knife!
He desperately wanted to press her down onto the bed immediately, and physically show her never to tease a man during a kiss so lightly.
But...