Chapter 1171 Heating Up

This was the first time Wynter had experienced this dizzying and somewhat addictive sensation in all the years she had lived. Every inch of her mouth was filled with Dalton's unique woody fragrance. Even his fingertips felt astonishingly hot. All other sounds seemed to fade away, leaving only the rumble of the train passing through the tunnel. The two of them were very close to one another. As he kissed her, the gentle biting left her feeling somewhat disoriented. With her eyes covered, she instinctively sought some form of support. She could hear his heartbeat, steady and powerful, each beat making it impossible for her to break free. His kiss was the opposite of his outward appearance—fervent and domineering, allowing no resistance from her, as if he wanted to embed her entirely into his embrace. Yet, it was impossible to dislike. On the contrary, it was easy to get lost in it. Some sound gradually returned. The sudden presence of light signaled the end of the tunnel. He pau