Get out of hand

15.virgin

----Do you understand?

Lucy frowned immediately.

He used her as a vehicle to compete with his mother.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering the panic in her eyes, and tried to break free from his embrace.

"I don't mind what Patricia said. She is right."

He clasped his hands tightly, pressing the softest part between her legs to his hardest part, and said in a lazy voice: "Then don't frown." In the women's clothing store, the clerk treated them as a couple.

Compared with ladies' clothes, Lucy prefers casual clothes. Looking at her appearance in the mirror, she actually felt that Isaac's aesthetic preferences were a bit like Leo.

This kind of clothes is what her mother likes the most.

She walked out of the dressing room, and Isaac was already waiting.

There was no stunning look in her eyes as in TV dramas.

She glanced at them calmly and said to the salesperson,

"Take all these and pay for them."

"I usually wear school uniform and don't have much time to wear these. Just buy one. I'd like the lotus pink one."

He walked over and tidied her slightly messy hair, "I think you look better in this one." Her face turned red, and she wanted to control herself, but couldn't.

He chuckled and stroked her hot face with his fingertips: "Do you blush when I praise you?"

"No, I don't." She turned and went into the fitting room.

Her fair cheeks turned pink in the mirror. She was too easily defeated in front of him. After paying the bill, Isaac naturally put his arm around her waist.

Perhaps he knew she would try to avoid him, so he said in a low voice: "Don't hide." She frowned, wondering if he had been in many relationships before, so he could be so natural.

Thinking of his words, she began to feel uncomfortable again.

He tightened his arms around her waist, pulled her towards him, and stopped: "Have you ever been in a relationship before?"

She was slightly stunned. How could he still have the nerve to accuse her?

She deliberately said, "I've dated some guys." I felt the force of my palms getting stronger, and the voice was deep: "How many?"

She bit her lip and said angrily, "Three. One is my classmate, and I pursued him. One is from the class next to mine, and he pursued me for half a year. The other one, we didn't date for long, and then I came here."

Little girls always show their thoughts clearly in front of the people they like.

Isaac knew she was lying in an instant, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a smile: "You are quite charming." Lucy felt mixed emotions, and she couldn't tell what she felt, but she felt very uncomfortable. She hated this feeling.

"I'm not ugly, it's normal that someone likes me." She retorted, feeling it was boring.

"Don't belittle yourself, you're prettier than most girls."

He sighed softly, pressed the elevator button, took out his cell phone and called the driver.

She blushed and her heart beat fast after receiving Isaac's praise.

She took out her cell phone from her bag and took a look.

The data had been backed up. In the elevator, she was trapped in a blind spot of the surveillance camera by him.

He pinched her breasts with his hands and leaned over to suck on her lips.

The pornographic images impacted her brain.

He was like a teddy bear in heat, taking advantage whenever he had the chance.

Her body was extremely sensitive. She trembled when he touched her, and her lower body was numb, longing for something.

When the elevator reached the second floor below ground, he stopped kissing passionately and said solemnly, "Tell me the truth now, how many have you dated?"

Her face flushed, her heartbeat quickened, she bit her lip and took a deep breath, "Three." She was suddenly pulled into the stairwell, the dim light made it hard to see her face, her back touched the hard wall, the hot and lingering kiss, the fine friction through the fabric, he soon had a physiological reaction.

He held her little hand and slowly moved down, kneading the hot and boiling p***s, his voice full of lust, "Have you kissed and made love with them?"

Her brain was rumbling, and her breathing was unstable: "You!"

He stepped back slightly, lifted her hips, and squeezed his hard lower body between her legs, panting slightly: "Me what?"

Unable to get her answer, he pressed harder against her, his breathing became heavier, and his narrowed eyes were filled with strong lust: "Are you still a virgin?"