Female NovelChapter 2252 At times like that, he almost wished he were a woman.
As they exited the store, Laura displayed a genuine affection for the comb, scrutinizing it beneath the soft glow of the streetlights.
Delicate snowflakes danced through the night sky.
Her silhouette exuded elegance and beauty, her countenance radiating an ineffable gentleness.
Edwin struggled to articulate the fluttering sensation within his heart; that form of affection was entirely to him. Overflowing with fondness, he gently touched her hair.
“A simple comb brought you such happiness, huh?” Laura murmured softly, “I'll transfer the money to you later.” Edwin remained silent.
She gazed up into his profound eyes and took an instinctive step backward.
Edwin advanced, gently ushering her into a secluded corner.
They stood adjacent to a brilliantly illuminated and bustling alley.
They occupied a dim and secluded nook, shielded from view unless they were to cause quite a commotion. The notion sparked an electric charge in the air surrounding them.
Edwin comprehended that it wasn't the opportune moment.
Uncertain of Laura's receptivity, he nevertheless yearned for her, eager to affirm her place by his side.
He embraced her, planting a tender, slightly urgent kiss upon her lips.
“There's still over a thousand in cash in my wallet!” Just a stone's throw away stood a distinctive inn.
Two vivid red lanterns adorned its entrance, akin to the fiery desire shared by young lovers.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Laura succumbed to the allure.
Edwin's kiss descended upon her, drawing her into a fervent embrace, their bodies pressed closely together, leaving only her delicate countenance exposed, her crimson lips tantalizingly inviting.
Edwin's kiss possessed a newfound intensity.
He cupped her face, shifting angles to explore inside her mouth, relishing the taste of her and savoring her soft, kitten-like whimpers.
The desire coursed through his veins, setting his blood ablaze.
He grabbed her waist, drawing her nearer.
Their lips locked in a passionate fusion, and he whispered incoherently, “Do you want this? Laura, do you yearn for this? Do you want me?”