Sophie seemed to be deliberately teasing him, her red lips brushing against his sensitive earlobe.
She extended her soft tongue, gently sliding it over his skin.
The man's breathing immediately quickened. Sophie chuckled softly, leaning into his embrace.
Harry was forced to jump out of his master's arms. Thomas Shannon seized the moment to embrace her, lifting his hand to pinch her cheek. "Do you know what you're doing, hmm?"
"Of course. I'm proving to you that I'm not a maidservant."
"Then what are you?"
Sophie's mesmerizing eyes flickered, her gaze ultimately settling back on his handsome face. "You tell me?"
"Heh." With a low chuckle, Thomas Shannon cupped the back of her head and kissed her deeply.
This kiss was forceful and domineering.
It was as if he wanted to devour her whole, fierce and forceful.
Just as she was about to run out of breath, she finally pushed against his chest in resistance. "…Thomas Shannon."
