Chapter 165 Trying to outwit him? Think he wouldn't see through?

After speaking, Sylvester kissed her again, his large hand cradling the back of Lela's head, his lips locking hers in place.

Lela couldn't bear the intensity of his kiss, tears in her eyes, her tongue pushing against his.

Sylvester keenly felt the desire within him roaring.

He couldn't hit her, couldn't berate her, and even the act of punishing her only tormented himself.

Like a deflated balloon, Sylvester released her. He watched as she lay on the couch, panting; her neckline slipped down, and her cheeks flushed with a sensual allure.

had made, and then swept her into his arms, letting her straddle

strategy the moment she saw

her body against his chest, she looked up at him with wet eyes, her voice silky soft, "Master Sylvester, I don't like that way of kissing.

the kitchen at home. Can we do that instead?" She didn't even mention the gambling at the race track and was about to move

she thought, we can just

with a dark expression,

the fabric of his white shirt, her

straight, his large hand gripping Lela's slender neck, pulling her away, "Is this your explanation? Or do you

back, her hands clutched together, her head bowed, her lips pursed, and her eyes reddened with

suffer even the

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