Chapter 402: Men Are Too Bad
Adrian Law looked meaningfully at the girl, his voice unbelievably husky.
"Now that we’re warm, shall we finish what we paused earlier, hmm, Mrs. Law?"
Before the words were even out, the man’s lips suddenly pressed down.
Cecilia Vaughn used her hands and feet trying to back away, but Adrian Law wouldn’t have it, deftly holding the back of her neck.
With a pull forward, it seemed instead that Cecilia Vaughn was eagerly leaning into him, instantly colliding into the man’s embrace.
"Cecilia, are you... throwing yourself at me?"
The man’s tone was somewhat teasing, his voice so raspy it could enchant someone.
Cecilia Vaughn’s face instantly flushed a shade of scarlet, both embarrassed and annoyed as she shot him a glare.
"You’re the one who’s throwing yourself at me!"
"Alright, alright, how could I not comply with my wife’s wishes."
Adrian Law deliberately took advantage of Cecilia Vaughn’s words, naturally pulling the girl into his arms.
His embrace was warm, and his hands were hot as well, holding Cecilia Vaughn’s head tight.
The man’s kiss was nothing like his cold, handsome face; it was more like a greedy leopard, never satisfied enough.
His adept skills were enough to make one lose themselves, Cecilia Vaughn widened her eyes in slight astonishment, her mouth filled with the fresh bamboo aroma belonging to this domineering man.
"Mmm... you..."
Cecilia Vaughn couldn’t help but let out a low whimper, only to be greeted by the man’s amused chuckle.
"Does it feel uncomfortable?"
As she was suddenly released, Cecilia Vaughn nodded eagerly as if granted amnesty, her face already flushed like a red apple, "I can barely breathe..."
"Be good, with a bit more practice, you’ll know how to catch your breath..."
"???"
Cecilia Vaughn was momentarily stunned and before she could retort, Adrian Law pressed against her again.
The man dominantly pried her teeth apart, his long and strong fingers pressed against her shoulder blades, Cecilia Vaughn initially had the strength to push him away.
But Adrian Law’s kiss was like a vortex, his tongue seemed to have its own consciousness, savoring her fragrance, invading and conquering, inseparable.
Cecilia Vaughn found herself losing control.
Even her hands gradually lost their strength.
The man alternated between heavy suckling and light pecking, Cecilia Vaughn’s breathing became rapid, her eyes losing focus.
Her body felt as if it no longer belonged to her, under this man’s control.
...
As the sensuous atmosphere between the two heightened, the temperature in the air seemed to climb.
Sensing the situation spiraling out of control, Cecilia Vaughn shyly nudged the man’s shoulder.
"Wait!"
Adrian Law paused slightly, but obliged her request and stopped.
"Adrian... we... haven’t showered yet..."
Having been outside for so long, Cecilia Vaughn felt she needed to freshen up.
Seeing the girl wanting to get up, Adrian Law swiftly pulled her into his embrace again.
"I don’t mind..."
"Cecilia, or would you prefer that I shower with you, hmm?"
The man’s burning gaze locked onto Cecilia Vaughn’s, forcing her to meet his eyes.
Seeing the wolfish cunning in the man’s eyes, how could Cecilia Vaughn not understand his meaning, remembering the experience in the bathtub last time, her ears tingled warmly.
"No way!"
Adrian Law chuckled, glancing at her with amusement, lifting her smooth chin with his long fingers.
"Why not? Didn’t Mrs. Law request we bathe together first? Naturally, I must fulfill Mrs. Law’s interests."
"..."
"Interest, my foot!"
Misinterpreting her words on purpose, Cecilia Vaughn flushed red and white, momentarily biting her tongue.
Seeing the girl bashfully turn away, Adrian Law suddenly grabbed her waist and lightly patted her side.
"Cecilia, why didn’t you tell me you’re going to the Charity Gala of Light? You promised to share your daily activities while I’m abroad. This deserves punishment!"
"..."
Cecilia Vaughn’s face flushed, glaring at him, both embarrassed and annoyed.
"Hey! You’re just taking advantage of the situation, aren’t you! Don’t hit me... there... I’m not a child!"
"There? Where?"
Adrian Law found amusement, watching the girl’s tearful expression with interest.
"..."
"If you don’t say, I’ll keep punishing you."
Adrian Law started with a playful glint, seeing Cecilia Vaughn embarrassed only fueled his performance spirit, putting on a stern face yet his hand mischievously patting the girl’s side.
Several crisp smacks, not strong enough to be called punishment at all.
Yet the shame rose from her toes to her heart.
Cecilia Vaughn turned her head, attempting to reprimand Adrian Law’s shameless behavior, but the man suddenly surprised her, pulling off her top.
The butterfly bone on her back was lightly circled by Adrian Law, Cecilia Vaughn couldn’t suppress it, letting out a soft moan.
"Stop teasing me like this... it’s ticklish..."
"Teasing? I’m not teasing..."
Adrian Law mimicked Cecilia Vaughn’s tone on purpose, his voice deep and magnetic, adding a teasing note to his tone.
...
This guy is so shameless!
I surrender.
Adrian Law rested his chin on Cecilia Vaughn’s shoulder, his sensual Adam’s apple moving gently, his extraordinarily handsome face adorned with a wicked grin.
"Cecilia, are you also ticklish under your arms?"
Adrian Law playfully teased, pushing Cecilia Vaughn against the wall partly playfully, the wallpapered wall felt cold but Adrian Law’s hand gave a contrasting sensation.
He mingled with her seamlessly, his broader hand teasing her indiscriminately, his lips capturing the girl’s teeth precisely.
Having overly sensitive senses is not necessarily a good thing...
Cecilia Vaughn controlled the urge to scream, seeing the man fully dressed, a hand supporting his chin, with an air of complete control, she felt a surge of anger.
"Can you calm down a bit, I’m tired."
"It’s fine, I’m not tired."
"..."
The frustration of communication impasse!
Cecilia Vaughn trapped between the wall and his body, he was discovering her lips like a treasure, licking slowly with his tongue, sipping with finesse.
A strand of loose hair brushed past her corner lip, trailing down to her collarbone, lingering on her cleavage.
The man suddenly felt jealous of that strand of hair.
This kind of thinking should be absurd, yet Adrian Law childishly felt jealous, and picked up the strand.
Their heads almost touching, his eyes deep, he bent down, biting on the girl’s collarbone.
"Hey, what are you doing..."
Cecilia Vaughn instinctively gasped.
Her heart fluttered, unexpectedly meeting the man’s shadowed eyes.
"Cecilia, I want you."