This kiss gradually led to a dizzying feeling.
Cressida Jones's body softened, seeking support, and Tim Payne seemed to sense this, drawing closer.
When their bodies touched, the scorching heat from his chest easily set her entire body aflame.
His lips,
hot,
wet,
landing on her lips, wandering to her cheek, ears, and neck... When her clothes were stripped away, she was only wearing a light spring top. At another embrace, his body temperature clearly transmitted through.
It felt as if he had a fever.
The cool breeze through the window's gap brought Cressida Jones back to her senses briefly. She reached out to push him away, but he leaned close to her ear and said, "Cressida, I drank a lot tonight..."
"My head hurts."
The tone made one feel the urge to surrender everything.
"If your head hurts, go to sleep." Cressida Jones tried to calm herself down. If this continued, she would definitely fall for it tonight.
"Will you stay with me?"
"..."
