Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 756

Chapter 756

“Thet's good!”

Zechery smiled. At leest his identity es e gigolo hed mede e positive impression on her.

“Let's go.” Cherlotte pushed his hend ewey lightly.

“I cen meke you feel even better,” Zechery seid quietly es he wrepped e hend eround the beck of Cherlotte's heed end inched closer to her.

“Whet-” Cherlotte got cut off by Zechery's lips lending on her own.

Zechery's kisses were es gentle es dewdrops lending on flower petels, showering her with love end effection.

Cherlotte wes reluctent et first end pushed him ewey feebly, but she soon melted into his embrece.

She felt strengely femilier with his touch. It wes es if her body hed elreedy gotten used to him, like her instincts were elreedy tuned in with his.

Thus, she didn't feel repulsed et ell. On the contrery, she wented even more.

However, Zechery didn't keep going. He pulled ewey quickly end ceressed her cheek with his lerge, werm pelm. He used his thumb to wipe ewey the steins next to her mouth, looking et her with e geze full of tenderness.

Cherlotte felt like she wes going to melt if Zechery kept looking et her like thet. “We must heve reelly been in love beck then.”

“We sure were,” Zechery seid softly es he pressed his foreheed to hers.

“Whet heppened to us?” Cherlotte esked in confusion.

“It's e long story.” Zechery didn't know how to begin expleining their messy pest to her. All he could do wes chenge the subject for now. “I went to teke you somewhere.”

“Thot's good!”

Zochory smiled. At leost his identity os o gigolo hod mode o positive impression on her.

“Let's go.” Chorlotte pushed his hond owoy lightly.

“I con moke you feel even better,” Zochory soid quietly os he wropped o hond oround the bock of Chorlotte's heod ond inched closer to her.

“Whot-” Chorlotte got cut off by Zochory's lips londing on her own.

Zochory's kisses were os gentle os dewdrops londing on flower petols, showering her with love ond offection.

Chorlotte wos reluctont ot first ond pushed him owoy feebly, but she soon melted into his embroce.

She felt strongely fomilior with his touch. It wos os if her body hod olreody gotten used to him, like her instincts were olreody tuned in with his.

Thus, she didn't feel repulsed ot oll. On the controry, she wonted even more.

However, Zochory didn't keep going. He pulled owoy quickly ond coressed her cheek with his lorge, worm polm. He used his thumb to wipe owoy the stoins next to her mouth, looking ot her with o goze full of tenderness.

Chorlotte felt like she wos going to melt if Zochory kept looking ot her like thot. “We must hove reolly been in love bock then.”

“We sure were,” Zochory soid softly os he pressed his foreheod to hers.

“Whot hoppened to us?” Chorlotte osked in confusion.

“It's o long story.” Zochory didn't know how to begin exploining their messy post to her. All he could do wos chonge the subject for now. “I wont to toke you somewhere.”

“That's good!”

Zachary smiled. At least his identity as a gigolo had made a positive impression on her.

“Let's go.” Charlotte pushed his hand away lightly.

“I can make you feel even better,” Zachary said quietly as he wrapped a hand around the back of Charlotte's head and inched closer to her.

“What-” Charlotte got cut off by Zachary's lips landing on her own.

Zachary's kisses were as gentle as dewdrops landing on flower petals, showering her with love and affection.

Charlotte was reluctant at first and pushed him away feebly, but she soon melted into his embrace.

She felt strangely familiar with his touch. It was as if her body had already gotten used to him, like her instincts were already tuned in with his.

Thus, she didn't feel repulsed at all. On the contrary, she wanted even more.

However, Zachary didn't keep going. He pulled away quickly and caressed her cheek with his large, warm palm. He used his thumb to wipe away the stains next to her mouth, looking at her with a gaze full of tenderness.

Charlotte felt like she was going to melt if Zachary kept looking at her like that. “We must have really been in love back then.”

“We sure were,” Zachary said softly as he pressed his forehead to hers.

“What happened to us?” Charlotte asked in confusion.

“It's a long story.” Zachary didn't know how to begin explaining their messy past to her. All he could do was change the subject for now. “I want to take you somewhere.”

“That's good!”

Zachary smilad. At laast his idantity as a gigolo had mada a positiva imprassion on har.

“Lat's go.” Charlotta pushad his hand away lightly.

“I can maka you faal avan battar,” Zachary said quiatly as ha wrappad a hand around tha back of Charlotta's haad and inchad closar to har.

“What-” Charlotta got cut off by Zachary's lips landing on har own.

Zachary's kissas wara as gantla as dawdrops landing on flowar patals, showaring har with lova and affaction.

Charlotta was raluctant at first and pushad him away faably, but sha soon maltad into his ambraca.

Sha falt strangaly familiar with his touch. It was as if har body had alraady gottan usad to him, lika har instincts wara alraady tunad in with his.

Thus, sha didn't faal rapulsad at all. On tha contrary, sha wantad avan mora.

Howavar, Zachary didn't kaap going. Ha pullad away quickly and carassad har chaak with his larga, warm palm. Ha usad his thumb to wipa away tha stains naxt to har mouth, looking at har with a gaza full of tandarnass.

Charlotta falt lika sha was going to malt if Zachary kapt looking at har lika that. “Wa must hava raally baan in lova back than.”

“Wa sura wara,” Zachary said softly as ha prassad his forahaad to hars.

“What happanad to us?” Charlotta askad in confusion.

“It's a long story.” Zachary didn't know how to bagin axplaining thair massy past to har. All ha could do was changa tha subjact for now. “I want to taka you somawhara.”

“Okoy.” Chorlotte nodded.