She kissed him and quickly pulled back.
Baron Lawrence suppressed his desire, his gaze fixated on her, "Enna Clark, go to sleep..."
Before he could finish, the woman who had pulled away raised her neck and kissed his thin lips, cutting him off midway.
"You——"
Enna moved in again, another kiss, this time with slightly more bravery, not pulling away so quickly. She opened her mouth, taking his lower lip and daringly ran her tongue across it.
If just now was as electrifying as a static shock, then now it's like she's being electrocuted!
A subtle reaction stirred in her lower abdomen, too profound to ignore.
Baron Lawrence's knuckles were tight, his temples throbbed.
Damn it!
He forced down the urge within himself, resisting the urge to respond. But his gaze, was even more profound than a response.
After testing him and seeing no reaction, Enna, in a bolder move, took the initiative and launched another kiss...