Chapter 1161 A Tender Night
With eyes burning with passion, Vinson looked as though he wanted to devour Arielle.
Finally able to engage in the act, he pressed himself on her in a domineering manner.
Even his kiss was more intense than before.
She, too, had noticed the passion in his lips as he consumed all of her sweetness inside her mouth.
Consequently, she felt as if her body was about to melt.
With one hand on Arielle’s shoulder, Vinson fondled her body with the other.
The only thing she could feel was an electrifying sensation jolting through every fiber of her body.
Curling her toes by reflex, Arielle let out a moan that set the lust in Vinson ablaze.
Unable to hold back any longer, he gave her everything he had.
After a long while, Vinson finally came to a stop.
While Arielle was about to fall asleep from exhaustion, he continued to kiss her on her lips.
“Sannie, shall we go again?”
“But, it’s already past two,” she murmured, almost on the verge of tears.
“That’s because you made me wait for such a long time. Tonight, I’m going to make you pay it all back!”
He pressed his body onto hers again.
After unknown rounds of passionate lovemaking, Arielle finally drifted into sleep unknowingly. By then, it was daybreak.
Even though Vinson had not had enough, he stopped when he realized how enervated she was.
After helping her wipe her body, he went to take a shower.
There are just too many people at the new branch, so I plan to visit their old restaurant for lunch tomorrow. Hopefully, there will be less of a crowd there.
With a curious expression, the original poster clicked on the attached link in one of the replies, which brought him to the replay of a live stream.
In it, he saw a group of haters doubting the taste of the ravioli at the sampling booth in front of Arielle’s restaurant.
Subsequently, all of them were humiliated.
Not only were they fighting over the ravioli, but they had also discreetly joined the line to dine at the restaurant.
Utterly baffled, the original poster wrote another tweet: Is it really that good? Perhaps, it’s just a publicity stunt?
That time around, the replies came in the form of tantalizing pictures of the dishes served in Maureen’s Kitchen.
Gulp!
Wiping the drool off the side of his mouth, the original poster decided that he would join the line at the restaurant the very next day.
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