Chapter 1302 The Helpful Vinson
Vinson tightened his arms around Arielle when he noticed her attempt to escape. Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and Arielle could clearly make out the pounding of his heart.
He could no longer hold himself back after their brief separation.
His kiss was demanding and intense. Arielle could not and did not wish to escape his passionate embrace anymore. Instead, she went on her tiptoes and slung her arms around his neck.
They kissed as though they were parched travelers who came across an oasis in the desert. Amid their heated makeout session, Vinson’s hands wandered hungrily all over Arielle’s body, on the verge of removing her clothes.
At once, a gush of cool air jolted Arielle to her senses. She shoved Vinson away, blushing as she sputtered, “Wait! I-I haven’t bathed.”
“You can bath later,” Vinson rasped before seizing her lips in an even more passionate kiss.
Eventually, Arielle gave in to her desires, and their clothes soon littered the floor around them. They were now skin-to-skin.
They behaved as though they had not seen each other in centuries instead of four or five days, determined to swallow the other person whole.
Their lovemaking continued until night fell. Vinson eventually released Arielle out of concern that she would be starving even though he was far from satisfied.
Arielle piped up, “I want to take a bath. I’m exhausted.” She felt shy although they had been intimate with one another multiple times. Maybe that’s how people behave in front of the person they love.
Vinson loved it when she was bashful. He thought she was at her prettiest then, and he was pleased that it was a sight exclusive to his eyes.
“I’ll run the bath for you.” He kissed her forehead and put on a pair of briefs before heading to the bathroom.
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