Chapter 1382
Hearing her words, Weston’s body froze.
He kissed the tip of her nose carefully. It was so lightly and lovingly, as if fearing his touch would shatter her.
She looked fixedly into his eyes and said, “Can you tell me what you mean by this?”
Weston did not speak.
She knew exactly what he was thinking, but she had to ask. She had to force him to say it.
When did she become so bad?
Although he was on top of her, hugging her intimately, he did not dare to exert force on his hands. Thus, he could only brace himself so she’d closely stick to his body.
She could feel his repression but still recklessly told him, “If I don’t offer consent, you can’t do anything to me.”
His throat rolled up and down, and cold sweat dripped down her cheek.
It took a long time before he let out a “hmm.”
He did not do anything to her. He simply ran his hand back and forth her waist provocatively, and then kissed her neck little by little, and then moving downward…
And finally, all the way down.
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