The man chuckled softly, and suddenly his large hand gripped her waist.
Emily Stone gasped in surprise, and as she opened her mouth to speak, the man's lips and tongue immediately invaded hers…
Emily Stone's face blushed so deeply it seemed she might bleed. She had never imagined intimacy between a man and a woman could be like this. Her whole body trembled as she clung tightly to the man's collar, breathing in his scent.
As the warmth on her lips grew hotter, her legs turned to jelly, and her entire being felt heavy; her body slumped toward the ground.
The man held her, firmly keeping her pressed against him, without letting go, as if he had become addicted to the kiss…
Outside the living quarters, a tall figure leaned casually against the wall by the door.
Tang North had been standing there for quite some time. He had been following the marshal, so he had seen him carry Emily Stone into the living room with his own eyes.
So he waited quietly, an ambiguous smile on his face.