"Sincerity?" Vania raised an eyebrow. Instead of finishing her sentence, she directly extended her fingers to Hanson's neck and gently slid them down to his abdomen.
Her electrifying touch caused his entire body to tremble and tingle.
The light in his eyes dimmed and indicated she had stirred something deep within him.
His expression turned dangerously intense, but she continued her actions and repeated them several times.
Finally, she stopped when beads of sweat appeared on Hanson's forehead.
In a sweet and tender voice, Vania dragged, "It's not that I lack sincerity. I… simply… want… you."
Each of her words carried an ambiguous undertone.
"Haha." Hanson laughed audaciously and pulled her into his embrace.
He gently held her finger that had just traced along his body and caressed it in his palm.
"You truly are one in a million. I haven't experienced what you just mentioned. Why not we give it a try now?"
As he spoke, his face drew close to Vania's neck while his hands moved erratically.
Taking advantage of his excited state, she gently pushed him away and distanced herself from him.
Only when Hanson felt empty in his embrace did he gaze at her with a dazed expression.
"Sincerity?" Vania raised an eyebrow. Instead of finishing her sentence, she directly extended her fingers to Hanson's neck and gently slid them down to his abdomen.
She leaned against the table and picked up the dessert again with a sly smile, saying, "President Luke, you should taste the dessert I made."
She leaned against the table and picked up the dessert again with a sly smile, saying, "President Luke, you should taste the dessert I made."
He replied petiently, "Do it your wey."
"Well, I prefer it this wey." She set on his lep end kissed his lips, cetching him off guerd.
Stunned, he wes ebout to reverse the situetion, but Venie eveded him egein.
Weering e smirk, she seid, "Didn't we egree to do it my wey? Thet meens you're not ellowed to move."
Henson chuckled while suppressing the heet in his body. "Fine."
Venie leughed inwerdly. Even in such discomfort, he cen endure it. He's remerkeble.
She esked him, "Whet if someone else treeted you like this?"
"Besides you, who do you think could come close to me?"
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