Chapter 363: Is It Too Late to Beg for Mercy Now?
The room’s temperature kept rising, almost scorching the people inside.
Adrian Law’s left hand tightly gripped Cecilia Vaughn’s waist. Cecilia, already breathless, couldn’t help but let out a soft sigh.
"Mm... ah..."
She wanted to escape, but Adrian had a natural advantage in strength. His slender and elegant body pinned her down, making it difficult for Cecilia to even move her fingers.
Adrian caught Cecilia’s soft murmurs tinged with a hint of allure, his deep eyes igniting black fireworks.
It seemed that everything could be devoured completely.
"Good girl, let me teach you how to kiss..."
Adrian was not satisfied with Cecilia’s feathery kiss.
...
The man let out a low chuckle from his throat, his scorching and firm lips directly attacking the girl’s lovely petal-like lips.
He domineeringly pried open Cecilia’s teeth, finding the zipper through Cecilia’s intricate winter dress with ease.
Then, moving upwards, he gently traced the shape of Cecilia’s spine along her beautiful and graceful butterfly bones.
In a foggy haze, Cecilia saw Adrian’s eyes mixed with flames; the unhidden, familiar yet strange desire made her gasp involuntarily.
Is it too late to beg for mercy now?
Cats get killed by curiosity, after all!
Last time Adrian tormented her to the point she felt her legs ache when walking to school. Miserably, Cecilia understood that it’s best not to provoke this man!
...
She had managed to dodge attention for a while under the pretext of her period, but now it was starting again.
Cecilia trembled as she lifted her head, her voice weak and devoid of resistance.
"Couldn’t you... not do it...?"
Adrian’s noble and elegant face showed a tease, gently pinching Cecilia’s nose, his dark obsidian-like eyes flickering brilliantly.
"Cecilia, have you forgotten how arduous it was for your husband during the time your body wasn’t convenient?"
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Cecilia turned her head away. How could this man mention such private matters so openly?
As soon as Adrian finished speaking, his scorching breath fell directly on Cecilia’s face.
Continuing downward, kissing Cecilia’s ivorylike chin, neck, collarbone...
His hand carried intense aggression; while one hand was still imprisoning her waist, the other was already making advances, stirring embers.
Every time it glided over her skin, it felt like it was charged with electricity, threatening to burn her through.
Cecilia’s toes slightly curled, her slim body shivering involuntarily.
"Stop... tickling me... you’re too much!"
Cecilia was about to go crazy; she wanted to continue complaining, but two thin lips pressed onto hers, silencing her.
All unfinished words were blocked at the source.
A kiss carrying an endless offensive swept in like a tornado; they were intimately close, and Adrian’s handsome face was magnified before her.
A flawless face, full of vigor and grace, tinged with yearning, was extremely sensual.
The man’s ragged breath spread directly across Cecilia’s face.
Cecilia suddenly felt her face grow hot, a slight embarrassment transmitting from her ear tips to her toes.
She flinched slightly, involuntarily closing her eyes, not daring to look at him anymore.
But Adrian forced her to witness this moment.
"If you close your eyes again, I’ll carry you to the mirror. I mean what I say."
"You should know, if I wanted you to open your eyes, I could use a thousand methods."
"..."
How could someone threaten like this!
Cecilia swallowed and oblige by opening her eyes, immediately meeting Adrian’s handsome, smiling gaze.
Adrian lowered his head, lifting Cecilia’s left hand to plant a seductive kiss on the red plum birthmark.
"Do you like me kissing you this way, huh?"
He deliberately lingered around her, rubbing and scraping, but never truly proceeded.
He’s the most seasoned hunter, patiently waiting for his prey to take the bait, yet refusing to relinquish the lure.
The blood in her limbs felt like it was flowing in reverse.
Cecilia’s eyelash feathered like butterfly wings trembling, the heart galloping as if about to leap out from the left ventricle.
"Could you... stop tormenting me this way..."
It’s too unbearable ...
Adrian embraced her, his electrified hand softly sliding over her back, shoulder, neck, and ankle, wandering without pause.
Facing Adrian’s intense and profound eyes, though he was uncomfortable too, yet Adrian was relaxed, refusing to be straightforward.
This feeling of wanting but not receiving was too testing.
The man chuckled softly, deliberately asking in return.
"Am I tormenting you?"
"..."
Cecilia rolled her eyes inwardly, disregarding feminine modesty, nervously and blushingly reaching around the man’s neck.
"Quickly... quickly, alright?"
"You said it."
Adrian, gazing at the girl’s peach blossom-like face, his voice suddenly hoarse, flipped her over, confining Cecilia’s delicate body beneath him.
"Adrian Law!"
Cecilia exclaimed, feeling more acutely his exaggerated transformation, her fingers stiffened, suddenly regretting.
But Adrian dominantly seized her waist, sealing her with a kiss.
...
The next day, as dawn broke.
Cecilia quietly crept out of the warm down duvet, glancing at the beautiful, unparalleled man beside her whose large hands still possessively embraced her, her face turned beet red.
Yesterday they...
Ah, at this rate, she’d exhaust herself sooner or later.
Just as Cecilia grumbled inwardly, Adrian extended his long arm, holding her even tighter.
"Good morning, my lady."
"..."
Cecilia awkwardly smiled, barely facing Adrian’s eyes. They say morning is when men are at their peak, she didn’t want to suffer again.
"You should tell me about Fiona Vaughn’s pregnancy check-up details!"
Through the night, it turned out this little girl is still obsessed with this!
Adrian found it hard yet amusing, laughing softly as he gazed at her.
"Does your husband have issues that make you dissatisfied? Bringing up others so early spoils the mood."
Cecilia’s frustration and embarrassment intensified, she promptly nudged Adrian’s head.
"Dare you say! The issue is too significant! You promised just a kiss for an answer."
"Oh..." The man smiled with depth: "Turns out the issue is... too significant..."
"You..."
This isn’t the kindergarten bus!
Cecilia almost passed out, realizing the rascal deliberately misinterpreted her meaning!
Adrian’s wicked eyes drew nearer with a hint of danger, a soft breath teased against her ear.
"My lady, they say you should get used to it, how about a few more rounds this morning?"
Before the words fell, he abruptly turned her over, pressing her down!