Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

Chapter 18

Yvette flipped over and pressed herself onto Wilson. Her slender fingers firmly gripped his tie as she spoke arrogantly, "Tell me. Who's going to punish whom?"

He was actually pinned down by a young lady. Wilson's eyes darkened in an instant. His Adam's apple bobbed as he said hoarsely, "You're quite wild."

"Behave!"

Sensing his resistance, Yvette tightened her grip on his tie, as if punishing him for his disobedience. Then, she lowered her head and bit down

hard on his collarbone.

Willson let out a muffled groan. His voice was low and husky, exuding an indescribable sexiness.

Hearing his groan, Yvette raised her chin and looked down at him proudly. "Are you going to behave?"

Being bitten by a young lady while pinned down, and being asked if he'd behave, Wilson couldn't help but clench his jaw. The coldness and restraint in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a touch of wickedness.

hands suddenly tightened around her waist. In

had been in control, now found herself pinned beneath him. She blinked her drunken eyes, clearly still

leaned down toward her. His warm breath

to process, V foggy

too lenient with

her, he radiated a sense of danger. Yvette's hazy

coupled with his handsome face, added an extra layer

"Where are you looking?"

her body slightly. But as soon as she moved, a pair of large hands tightly held her waist. Wilson's breathing changed. His deep eyes were now tinted with

out a soft whimper, then rolled over

"Damn it."

twitched as he forcibly suppressed the surging heat at his crotch. After tucking her in, he strode

strides.

sound of dripping water filled