Lips, soft and good for kissing, a little wealthy woman.
Ashton Marshall's eyes deepened.
When he tried to kiss Bella Woods' lips again and felt her avoiding him, he forcefully held the back of her head, turned around and shut the door, pressing Bella Woods against it, ruthlessly ravaging her soft lips.
Bella Woods struggled a bit.
That's not okay.
He didn't even call her 'Bella' when asked, so forceful.
Bella Woods clenched her teeth tightly, not allowing him to explore further.
However, when a pinch on her soft waist startled her into exclaiming, her cheeks were grasped, forcing her mouth open, letting the man take the opportunity to invade, capturing the castle.
With a punishing frenzy, entangling.
Bella Woods was overwhelmed, lips numb with pain, unable to close, crystalline liquid trickled down her lips, some even fell onto her hand clutching Ashton Marshall's hand on her cheek.
Wet and sticky, making Bella Woods feel ashamed.
