Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 277

---- She turned around to face Asher. Standing face-to-face, Asher straightened up. His eyes, dark as deep pools, fixed unwavering on Thalia, turbulent emotions swirling within them. After several seconds of eye contact, Thalia suddenly stood on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around Asher's neck, and initiated a kiss. Thalia's kissing technique wasn't particularly skilled. She kissed him somewhat clumsily, finding the experience quite different from when Asher took the initiative.

Asher stood there allowing her inexpert kisses without reciprocating. Feeling a sense of defeat, Thalia released her hold on his neck and lowered herself back down. Asher's eyes still held traces of amusement as his deep voice floated down to her: "Why did you stop?" "You don't want to kiss me," Thalia said coolly. She had thought to make amends for making him hide in the bedroom by initiating affection, but her kisses went ---- unreturned.

If he wasn't responding, there was no point continuing. Asher raised an eyebrow. "Did I say I didn't want to kiss you?" Thalia puffed out her cheeks, visibly annoyed. "Then why didn't you react at all? You didn't kiss me back." Asher laughed softly. * savoring the moment." 's rare for you to initiate a kiss-I was Thalia snorted and turned her head away, ignoring him. Asher smiled. "Are you angry?" Thalia continued to look away in silence.

kiss me again? This time I

could react, he leaned forward and captured her lips. Thalia's mind went blank for a moment. A kneeling kiss. This position was a first. Placing himself in a submissive position, humbly seeking her affection. No woman could resist a man of his stature lowering himself to kiss her this way. The stark contrast sent a powerful tremor through Thalia's heart. Then came complete surrender.

kiss lasted for a long time. When it ended, Thalia's hair was disheveled, her lips a vivid red, Asher's lips left hers to kiss her beautiful eyes, her crimson earlobes, her pale neck.

flushed, her blood seeming to rush through her veins. At the height of Thalia's passion, Asher asked in a husky voice, "Do you want this?" ---- The simple two-word question needed no explanation-Thalia understood perfectly. She bit

a year, and both bodies yearned for each other. Like rain after a long drought, their passion was unstoppable. Thalia was swept away ina sea of ecstasy. Dusk fell. The window was partially open, summer evening breeze gently lifting the