Leandro looked at Charlotte, his dark eyes so deep that they could engulf a person. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he reached out and gently placed his hand on the back of her head, saying, "Okay."
When his thin lips fell, Charlotte instinctively let go, and as the phone in her hand hit her leg, the man's breath instantly occupied her mouth.
Leandro's kiss was much more intense than during the day.
Charlotte could only lift her head, struggling to endure and feel the strong and powerful pulse of the man.
The soft bed sank a little further with the man's movements, and Charlotte was held in his arms, completely resembling a fish on a cutting board.
When the knife fell and stirred, her mind went blank, and she only felt the oxygen in her chest being gradually taken away.
He held her even
