Chapter 508: So Tempting to Bully
The aggressive masculine aura suddenly approached, the warmth slightly fell on her ear, stirring a layer of fine, tiny hair. Cecilia Vaughn’s face flushed because of the man’s intense surrounding pheromones.
"Adrian, don’t do this, at least... not here..."
Thinking that a waiter could burst in at any moment, an inexplicable fear loomed in Cecilia’s heart.
At the root of it all, Cecilia is inherently a conservative girl. Those absurd things from the past, if not for Adrian Law’s shamelessness, she wouldn’t have agreed without knowing it.
Just as Cecilia looked towards the door in fear, a force suddenly pulled her back by the waist.
In an instant, the world spun.
Cecilia looked up in surprise, and before she knew it, she had fallen into the man’s embrace.
The man’s robust body pressed from behind, the velvet sofa was very soft, and because of its texture, the two slightly sank into the sofa.
Seeing the man’s deep and handsome face, Cecilia’s mind buzzed, exploding.
"Adrian... I’m serious, please don’t... mm..."
As if punishing Cecilia for not paying attention, the man suddenly captured the girl’s lips, his thin lips pressed down, attacking and conquering, almost robbing her of breath.
Cecilia was a bit anxious and confused, her heart hot and flustered. She didn’t know what the eager anticipation was. The thought leapt into her mind, making her clench her fingers uneasily.
Too... embarrassing.
The embarrassment of possibly being discovered nestled into Cecilia’s whole body; she tucked her head in, trying to hide her slender body, avoiding the man’s lips.
But Adrian Law wouldn’t let her have her way, suddenly taking hold of the girl’s swan-like, beautiful neck, kissing finely and closely, as if to leave countless marks that came from him.
— Only by seeing these would his heart steadfastly believe that the tender girl in front of him belonged to him.
Belonged solely to him.
...
The space in the private room wasn’t too big nor too small, and Cecilia was passively held in Adrian’s embrace, her slender legs were parted and partially straddled the man’s waist.
This extremely awkward position was a real test of one’s concentration.
Not only did Cecilia feel overwhelmed, but even Adrian, his gaze darkened inexplicably.
"Cecilia, be good, just follow me."
"Aren’t you still unsure about how to breathe properly? Come, I’ll teach you..."
The man’s meaningful words made the light blush on Cecilia’s face deepen.
His overpowering and irresistible breath directly tugged at Cecilia’s lips and teeth.
Unlike most men in the world, Adrian Law didn’t indulge in smoking or alcohol; he was remarkably self-disciplined, at most sipping some red wine during leisure. And at this moment, although there was no trace of alcohol, Cecilia felt dizzy being kissed by him.
Her head was spinning as if all she saw was a field of white light; unable to find her bearings, she could only cling to the man’s waist, letting him take as he wished.
Phew...
Cecilia couldn’t help but take a deep breath; she had just wanted a break, but Adrian’s restless hand reached for her back, where her shoulder blades lay.
Cecilia herself could never see it, but Adrian’s slightly calloused hand lingered there.
"Don’t touch... there... mm..."
She didn’t dare say, because after those three years in prison, her back had deep whip marks. Later, thanks to Adrian getting the Jade Snow Skin Healing Cream from Doctor Prescott, she applied it three times a day and finally got rid of those scars.
However, if one seriously grazed over it, they could feel the texture was still different.
It seemed smooth and delicate, but there was actually a subtle coarseness.
Cecilia never thought much of it before, but because of Adrian, she always hoped the man could see the best in her.
...
"Why can’t it be touched?"
Adrian paused, looking at Cecilia’s misty, large eyes. An unspeakable craving grew stronger in his heart.
He wanted her.
Even though the atmosphere now was indeed a bit inappropriate.
But because of running into Sean Grant earlier, he couldn’t stop the vile notions in his heart.
...
Cecilia’s delicate ankles were grasped by the man, her hands pressed onto the sofa, unable to move.
"There’s an old injury..."
Cecilia lowered her head, concisely saying a few words, as Adrian released his hold on her. Her body, originally weak, felt somewhat empty, yet her heart only became more disoriented.
"Where? My Cecilia is always perfect."
Adrian hadn’t expected that Cecilia would reject him because of this. His breath slightly hitched as he cautiously pushed up Cecilia’s shirt on her back.
Seeing the girl’s porcelain-like delicate skin, the man gently brushed over the fine hair above, noticeably sensing the difference in places that had old injuries, but he didn’t feel regret for it, only expressing deep affection in his eyes.
"Silly girl, there’s clearly no difference."
The man said, as if a devout believer, he knelt halfway before Cecilia, lowering his head, softly pecking at where the whip marks used to be on Cecilia’s back.
His lips were more ardent and powerful than his words.
As he lingered on, Cecilia only felt her body becoming beyond her own, a heat like fire surging through every limb.
"Ah... mm... I beg of you, stop kissing..."
Unable to bear it, she moaned softly, her voice tender, her eyes already swirling with desire, misty like a snow rabbit awaiting its fate.
So tempting to bully...
Cecilia’s shyness and rejection made Adrian intent on tormenting her, sensing the emotions evident in the girl’s eyes and brows.
He held the girl around the waist, while his other large hand indiscreetly slid onto Cecilia’s velveteen-bottomed skirt, unhesitatingly pushing towards the girl’s bottom.
"Cecilia, do you like me?"
"..."
When a man acts childish, it’s really ridiculous, why can he be so persistent with this question.
Inside, Cecilia found it somewhat amusing, but because of Adrian’s sudden approach, as he breathed into her ear, Cecilia’s heart uncontrollably quivered, as if softening into a puddle of water onto the man’s formidable body.
How unfortunate, to have caught hold of a spot not quite proper.
That warmth was shockingly hot, even tending to grow hotter...
"Cecilia, are you playing hard to get?"
The man’s handsome eyes smiled, the dark hue in his eyes growing deeper. Just when Cecilia felt too embarrassed to want to escape into a hole, a knock suddenly sounded at the door...
"Adrian, are you inside?"