Their lips and teeth intertwined, Bella Acker's knees were going weak from the kiss.
"Da... Damian..."
She couldn't continue being kissed like this; she could barely breathe!
Damian Sinclair seemed to know she was about to lose her balance, and he reached out an arm to wrap around her waist, pressing her into his embrace, slightly releasing her lips, responding in a low voice, "Hmm?"
"I... I can't breathe."
Bella Acker gazed at him with flushed cheeks, her eyes round and glimmering with the warm glow of water from the intense kiss, looking increasingly pitiful, as if silently inviting him to bully her.
Damian Sinclair felt a surge of wicked desire in his abdomen, and he suddenly lowered his head to capture her already rosy lips again.
"Ung..." Bella Acker hadn't caught her breath yet and was kissed again, instinctively retreating slightly, only to be firmly held in place by Damian Sinclair's domineering embrace.
