You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Luther resumed his seat and saw her good-looking eyebrows furrowed deeply, and she seemed to be in pain.

So he put his hands over her long, slender legs and tried to help her knead them.

Today she wore a dress with lightweight fabric, and when he touched her skin, he could even feel the heat from her body. His hand gently trembled, and could not help but stroke back and forth a few times. He thought about how he was sleeping on her lap. No wonder it was so soft and comfortable.

It was as smooth as silk satin, delicate and soft. When he felt her tight, he felt his body having a reaction...

Gradually, the hand kneading her tight was now going in the wrong direction...

Joyce's legs were still numb and she did not feel any better. She stared at Luther in disbelief. What was he doing? She could not even stand up, and he still wanted to take advantage of her?

And, with his hands, he was getting over the top.

His breathing was no longer even but abnormally disorganized.

"Stop."

his hand that was already on her waist, "Get your hands off me. I want to

Hell, even he was repeatedly enchanted by her, not to mention Justin, Christian, and those young guys in the office. Joyce pushed Luther out of the way with a disgusted look on her face. She grabbed the seat in front of her

poked with millions of silver needles at the same time, and there was cold sweat

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her teeth

to the aisle when suddenly her feet went weak

and now he was dragged along

straight into his

she was throwing

it was so

that this arrogant man must have thought she was deliberately seducing him. Because in his eyes, she was

yet left

driver hurriedly pretended to be calm and opened the door to get out, leaving

voice hoarse. If she didn't get up, the desire he had just managed to

had no idea where she should put her arms, so she could only continue to hold