He would rather be bitten by her, even die on her, than live in this agony every day!
Malcom Moore returned to Serena Sterling's lips, absorbing the taste that was so familiar to him, kissing fervently, desperately, without restraint...
Malcom Moore went mad at this moment.
Smelling the familiar ylang-ylang fragrance, savoring the familiar taste, embracing the soft, igniting body that could set him ablaze even without doing anything, Malcom Moore forgot everything, completely lost control, went mad...
Serena Sterling was helpless; unable to break free, she could only give up struggling.
Serena Sterling lifted her dark eyes, wide open, watching Malcom Moore, letting him have his way.
Seeing Serena Sterling become submissive, Malcom Moore's kisses gradually became gentle.
He kissed the woman cautiously, little by little.
Seeing the woman's wide-open, clear, misty eyes, Malcom Moore spoke in a husky voice, "Good girl, Luna, close your eyes..."
