Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 1212 Andrew shook his head slowly and said, "No, you're not like some middle-aged lunatic, and you're definitely not trash or a hooker. You look like a cute little bunny rabbit, just begging to be eaten up. You forced my hand, Aspen!" As soon as he finished speaking, Aspen's eyes widened in sudden panic, realizing what was about to happen. She struggled fiercely, desperate to escape Andrew's grasp. Her voice trembled with tears as she pleaded, "No, no, no! Andrew -Mr.

Lloyd-I'm sorry, I admit it, I was wrong! I swear, I won't do it again, please don't do this-please, no!" Her frantic protests ended abruptly with a soft, electric whimper as Andrew silenced her, pressing his mouth firmly onto hers. What followed was a hungry, unstoppable kiss, intense and overwhelming. Aspen's clear eyes widened, her expression first filled with shame and anger, then disbelief, and finally melting into a dazed, dreamy blankness.

'Their rapid breathing mingled in the confined space of the Ferrari, the air growing hot and heavy, filled with a mix of cologne and perfume. Aspen gripped Andrew's shirt tightly, pulling at it until the buttons ---- popped open, revealing his strong, toned chest. When her fingers first brushed against his heated skin, she flinched as though burned.

Yet, lost in the wildness of their kiss, she soon found her hands eagerly wandering back, craving the sensation of his muscular frame beneath her fingertips. Andrew's hot hand traced the smooth curve of her waist, sliding downward until it rested firmly on her backside. "Oh... no-Andrew, please don't... I'm begging you, please..." Aspen whispered faintly, a pained expression mingling with an unmistakable hint of desire.

anything else. After giving her backside

only one thought echoed loudly in her mind, ' How could this bastard be so shameless? How could he dare do this to her?" A sudden, electric thrill exploded through her body from deep within her abdomen, surging upward like a lightning strike. ---- It was an unfamiliar sensation-so intensely pleasurable, yet

looked down at his fingers and realized they were wet. 'The heat from their heavy breathing had fogged the windows completely, sealing them off from the outside world. Just as abruptly as it had started, everything suddenly stopped. Andrew glanced down with a teasing, knowing expression at the trembling

tightly shut, determined not to let even the smallest sound escape. Secretly, she wished a bolt of lightning would strike from heaven, frying this jerk right on the spot. No, even better-it should strike