Janice’s eyes widened open. Her mind was blank when she stared at the face close at hand. The man's kiss made her heart palpitate too much. Even her cheeks and ears were blushed.
She put her hands against to his sturdy chest and wanted to pushed him away. The man noticed her resistance, and a big palm that had been placed on her cheek slipped and grabbed her forearm tightly, making her unable to move. The other big palm was on the back of her head, trying to deepen the kiss.
The man's movements made her all senses concentrate on the place where the lips and teeth linked. Her mouth was full of his breath. The faint mint smell penetrated her skin into her internal organs, making her unable to escape.
Janice closed her eyes unknowingly and kept clamoring to stop inwardly. But her body couldn't help trembling in accordance with his rhythm. Even her breathing became chaotic.
He kissed her domineeringly and ferociously. The smell of man quickly dissipated in their mouths, as if a fire had been lit in her body, and the fire gradually burned more and more vigorously.
At this moment, the world seemed to quiet down instantly. Each of them could only feel each other's heat. The burning flame seemed to burn them clean.
Just when Janice felt a little bit out of breath, Marcus suddenly removed his lips. His two slender hands fell naturally and placed them gently on her legs.
Janice was so dumbfounded and shy. Her lips were reddened by his kisses. There were other emotions in her eyes.
Janice leaned softly in his arms. Countless questions flooded into her mind, making her unable to sort out.
Why did she feel so resisted when Ryan wanted to kiss her? She refused him to approach her all the time!
But her first kiss was actually given to Marcus like this.
Just now, why didn't she want to reject him?
Was it because she was afraid that he was sad, or because she subconsciously treated him as her already legal husband?
Janice felt confused and couldn't figure it out. The only thing that was certain was that she had to escape here as soon as possible. This ambiguous posture was really shameful.
"I, I'm sleepy. I have to go back and rest first." Janice stammered. Her fair cheeks flushed with shame.
After that, she got up and ran out of the study.
The man touched his lips. There was a smile on his handsome face, as if he was satisfied after a deep kiss. He raised eyebrows slightly. His sharp face became unusually soft.
After Janice fled back to the bedroom, she picked up her pajamas and ran into the bathroom.
She looked up at her eyes and red lips in the mirror, and then poured a handful of water on her face.
Her first reaction was to call Marcus to help. Even if he was disabled, he could at least drag the man for her so that she could find a chance to go out and ask for help.
She stretched her arms to the side, trying to wake up Marcus who was sleeping next to her. However, she fumbled for a long time, but didn't touch anything. She quickly turned her head and saw that Marcus was not lying on the bed.
Since Marcus was not there, she could only rely on herself!
After experiencing two "Midnight Terrors", she became calmer than before. In any case, she couldn’t sit and wait this time!
"Help!" she yelled hoarsely, pounding the man with both hands.
Why was his body as hard as a steel plate? ! When her fist fell on him, it was not much different from tickle.
Hearing her shout, the man immediately raised his hand to cover her mouth, and the other big hand pressed her hands, weakening her resistance.
Janice twisted her body to get rid of the man's restraint. However, to compare with a strong man, it was no different from an ant shaking a tree.
It seemed that there was no chance of winning head-to-head with him. It was better to find the right opportunity to fight back.
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