Chapitre 132: Insatiable desires

He placed his forehead on hers.

Her lips looked so plump right now that he wanted to devour them again. Though Elliana was the one who was intoxicated, he felt like he was more wasted than hers.

The taste of wine was still there in her mouth, and he wanted to have it all once again. 

His hand paused over her breasts which were heaving up and down heavily because of her ragged breathing.

He looked down, the pointed thing under his palm, making him want to lose control once again. 

He wanted to see them, touch them, probably suck them, and see what kind of voices Elliana would make, but right now wasn't a good time for it. She was not in her right senses. 

It was already brazen enough that he touched her like this, knowing all too well that she wasn't thinking straight.

But don't they say that a person's true emotions come out when they are drunk? Is this what she feels for him?