He Deserved The "Food" That He Wanted

"I remember that you liked eating sour things," George said with a smile. "Nobody likes to eat sour things!" Sigrid glared at him with anger. "Don't be so full of yourself!" He pinched her chin and said, "You. You're the one who likes to eat sour things." Sigrid frowned and she held his face in her hands. She pulled him closer to herself, aimed for his lips, and kissed him hard. In her imagination, this kiss that she planted should be a dominant one in which she was the one controlling the kiss. However, although she was dominating at the beginning, it only lasted for a few seconds, and it was not long before she was being pressed on and kissed on the sofa.  Sigrid felt very frustrated. The difference between her body size and strength made it impossible for her to take advantage of George, thus she could only be taken advantage of.  When George let her go and saw her upset face, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you like sour food now?" If she dared to say that she didn't like it, he woul