Juliana Vanderbilt looked at him with a face full of emotion,
Oliver Timmerman then said: "So, stop overthinking. Just one more night, and we'll go get our marriage certificate first thing tomorrow morning, to save you from worrying like this."
Juliana Vanderbilt's hands started to fiddle with Oliver Timmerman's tie again, with two parts shyness and eight parts seduction in her eyes, she said in a soft voice:
"Brother Oliver, I can't wait until tomorrow. I want you now. Only when you fill me up and let me truly feel your presence will I feel at ease..."
Juliana Vanderbilt's eyes were enticing like silk, and at this moment, the scent of her perfume was undoubtedly a catalyst.
Especially those bold and explicit words of hers.
"Brother Oliver..."
Juliana Vanderbilt called out seductively once again, then tiptoed up to deliver her red lips onto his.
Her soft little hands skillfully unbuckled Oliver Timmerman's belt, then slipped in like a fish.
