Female NovelStill, he continued to caress her face, his voice barely above a whisper, “Rena, do you wish to strike me? Like any ordinary couple, slap me if it brings you solace. Scratch my neck.”
Rena’s anger surged. “Waylen, you despicable man!”
He seized her hand and pressed it firmly against his strikingly handsome face, rendering Rena incapable of breaking free from his grasp, no matter how hard she tried.
This was the dance of love between a man and a woman, a battle fought with intellect and courage.
“Don’t think I won’t dare to strike you!” Rena declared angrily.
With those words hanging in the air, she slapped him across the face.
In that vast expanse, it felt as though time had frozen, leaving only the sound of their gasps. After a brief pause, Rena proceeded to graze his neck twice more, causing him to draw blood.
Waylen ran his tongue across his lips, savoring the peculiar sensation.
He gripped her waist tightly and lowered his head, yearning to kiss her. Yet, Rena resisted and fiercely sank her teeth into his flesh.
A subtle scent of blood mingled with their kiss…
Ultimately, her display of aggression ignited Waylen’s desire to conquer, He grew impatient, filled with eagerness and an overwhelming intensity….
He could hardly contain himself and couldn’t wait to find another setting as he claimed her in such a primal position.
The exquisite dress fell to the floor.
While she remained partially clothed, he still retained his impeccable attire. Unless she observed his expression, she wouldn’t realize the extent of his heightened stimulation.
This time, their intimate encounter lingered, stretching out into a particularly prolonged union…
It wasn’t until he reached the climax that Rena felt a sense of relief. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards the bedroom, their lips locked in a frenzy of passionate kisses.
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On this night, he belonged entirely to her.
The air was heavy with unease after their passionate encounter.
Waylen and Rena couldn’t shake off the feeling of discomfort, particularly Rena, who believed such intensity was not suitable for them.
Nonetheless, they had succumbed to their desires.
A slight chill permeated Rena’s body, and she felt unwell. She yearned for a shower, but Waylen held her back, pleading. “Stay with me a little longer.”
Rena halted her movements, and he drew closer, pressing his lips against the back of her ear.
Emotionally, he whispered, “Don’t be so distant with me, okay?”