Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 453 A Surge Of Passion

"Callie..." He had barely begun to plead when Calista's mischievous fingers trailed down from his lips to rest against his throat, her laughter echoing like a devil's.

"I'm inexperienced, but so are you. Does it matter who takes the lead?" she asked, while her other hand slowly began to undo the buttons of his shirt. "You were too rough with me that one time. This time, I want to take the lead..."

The memory of that one time came rushing back to him at her words. The dark night, the large ship, the young man and woman, the tumultuous tide of emotion, and the snow-white figure all seemed to be branded into his mind, reappearing vividly.

Suddenly, Kallum let out a low growl, his body tense as he tilted his head back. Under the influence of the medicine, he leaned back restlessly, revealing his taut neck and throat. At that moment, he didn't care about anything else. He just wanted her. He didn't care who was on top as long as he could have sex with her.

The moment he lifted his head, Calista's gaze darkened. Yielding to her instincts, she lowered her head, biting down gently on his Adam's apple, her tongue subtly making contact.

"Callie... Callie!"

Kallum called out her name in desperation, straining against the ropes with all his might. Even as his wrists swelled with blood, he didn't care. He wanted to tear her apart, to punish her for daring to seduce and tease him.

In a situation where he could not break free, all he could do was momentarily feign weakness. So, he tilted his head back to look at her, urgently uttering, "Come on! Give it to me!"

Yet, Calista found herself thoroughly enjoying this surge of passion.

She straightened up. Her always cool and indifferent eyes then held a hint of desire. There was an overwhelming sense of restrained passion about to shatter, a broken beauty. It was as if something was struggling to break free from the calm facade, ready to consume everything in its path.

Fascinated, Kallum found himself increasingly restless. He repeatedly called out her name, hoping to ignite a shared desire within her.

Calista gave a mysterious smile. "Be good. The night is still

Kallum's watchful gaze and untied

sight of her naked body took Kallum's breath away. His mind went blank for a moment, and in the

hair, revealing her impressive curves. "Are you satisfied with what you're

her, utterly captivated. His body was wound tight to the brink as if the slightest touch would break him. His gaze grew increasingly intense, and his breathing became more and more

and then. Next time, I'll surely have her bound, tease her relentlessly, and make her experience

her fingers moving with a grace akin to a bestowed blessing. She unbuttoned his shirt slowly, revealing a set of abs glistening with a thin layer of sweat and

presumably from his prostate. Yet, Calista was moving at such a leisurely pace that it was driving

eyes were soaked with a misty sheen, and the

her to

long, even though her actions were deliberately slow. She unlocked

in

voice, and

by a long skirt, leaving nothing in view. Then, in an alluring manner, she took off her

watched as Calista casually flicked a small piece of fabric to the ground with her fingertips, he could almost hear the sound of

through her dress, picturing the wild scene underneath, causing his

a soft quiver when their bodies

were plotting something against me. At first I

gradually restored Kallum's sanity.