Seeing Casiano like this, Alla felt his unease, but she didn't know why he was uneasy.
All she could do was hug him, rest her head on his shoulder, obediently and cleverly, responding, "Okay."
She was his, from the moment her body accepted him, she was his...
Casiano, receiving her gentle response, felt a little relief from the throbbing pain in his heart.
He kissed her on the cheek, and after having his way, he laid down the car seat.
Holding her waist, he turned her over and pressed her underneath him.
They had already done it once when Alla was sitting on his lap.
Seeing him making moves as if he wanted more, she hurriedly resisted.
"Casiano, your body just recovered, don't do this..."
Casiano propped one hand above her head, and the other hand traveled down from her white neck, his long fingers stopping at her full chest.
The man bent down, gently bit her earlobe, and asked in a husky voice, "Hmm? What am I doing?"