That familiar feeling appeared again, and wherever the man's fingers touched, it was as if fire had ignited, gradually becoming scorching hot.
"Olivia..." the man called out once more, this time more tenderly, his voice magnetic and hoarse, touching the deepest string in her heart.
Crossley Gibson's body trembled; she came back to herself and struggled to sit up, only to be pushed back down by the man who suddenly lowered his head—
"Um..." The man kissed her fiercely; the intense kiss was no longer the gentle caress it was moments ago, both violent and heavy, leaving her unable to resist, unable even to hum a sound, completely engulfed by the overwhelming kiss.
Crossley Gibson's brain was somewhat dizzy, her eyes wide with disbelief that she had actually been forcefully kissed.
