You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

“You are nonsense ... who tempted ..." she stammered, her heartbeat “thumping” faster.

He smiled wickedly and unbuttoned her chest uniform one by one. "There is something called uniform temptation, you have not heard of it?"

Her brain "boom", only then reacted to his meaning! Damn man, the brain filled with these improper things.

"Get up, let go of me, if you don't getup I..."

She struggled and resisted, but her words were lost in the sudden kiss he dropped.

This time, he kissed sharply, as if he had no patience left, only impatience. It was almost as if he was tearing into her. Like a hungry leopard that has caught its prey and immediately wants to eat her into its belly.

The buttons on her chest were all open, her clothes were half faded, and all the effort of dressing just now was wasted.

His large, restless palms ignited waves of flame on her body.

do whatever he wanted to her here. There was a press conference later, her clothes,

She pushed him hard.

And he was unmoved.

down, there is still more than an hour before the launch. The lounge has not been turned on, the hazy gray feeling, more likely to

knock on the door from outside. Finally pulling Luther's sanity

the staff of the press conference working group

see them go out, did I? The lights weren't on either,

finally separated Luther with her arm and

move, or I'll have you now. If you don't want them to see you." Luther "warned" her wickedly in

he would mess up. Because, it's

it at

against Joyce's waist to keep her from getting

"Oh, okay."

the hell are they doing in there? Straining his