George kissed Jessie.
Jessie was dumbfounded, as if a thunderbolt had rattled through her head, and he froze.
George kissed her!
The man she loved was actually kissing her!
Jessie raised her eyes to look at George.
Both of George's eyes remained tightly closed, not waking up.
Apparently, maybe he doesn't even know what he's doing right now.
Then associate the reason why George got drunk tonight is because he witnessed Violet's wedding, then this time the person George is going to kiss is not her, but Violet.
In his sleep, he thought of her as Violet!
Thinking about this, Jessie's heart was clogged, and her eyes were moist.
She moved her hand to push George away, not wanting to continue with him, after all, this feeling of using her as a stand-in really sucks!
However, Jessie had just pushed George away, and George continued again the next second.
This time, he used a lot of strength, directly holding Jessie's entire body in his arms, making her completely unable to move.
He cupped her chin and kissed her again.
This time the kiss was even stronger and harder than it had just been.
Jessie's lips and tongue were a little sore from his kiss, and she was even out of breath.
She kept slapping her hands against his chest, trying to get him to let her go.
But with his other hand, George grabbed her hand directly, making her hand lose its last freedom as well.
In this way, Jessie was unable to move and was held in George's arms in a deadly forced kiss.
Gradually, Jessie gradually adapted to George's strength, and her body softened.
It seemed that George noticed it, and kissed her less vigorously, becoming much gentler.
The temperature inside the car was rising and the only sounds in the car were the rapid breathing of man and woman.
Jessie was startled when she felt the man's hand reach into the hem of her dress, and she instantly sobered up.
She tried to stop the man, but he clearly didn't want to be stopped by her and his large hands were already undoing the concealed buttons of her inner dress.
Jessie's heart was beating fast, thumping.
Finally, she bit the man's lip.
The man grunted in pain and let go of her.
Jessie immediately shrank back into the driver's seat, "George, I'm sorry, I'm not Violet, I'm Jessie, I've let you down!"
The kissing she had just done had gotten her into it, and for what was going to happen next, she could never continue.
George didn't say anything, his eyes had opened at some point and he was staring at Jessie.
Jessie's body shrank, "Are you awake already?"
George still didn't say anything, still staring at her.
Jessie thought he was indeed awake and put her head down, "I'm sorry, just now I... "
Before she could finish her words, George pulled her wrist and pulled her into his arms again before biting her on the neck.
Jessie couldn't help but yelp as he bit on her.
Her screams seemed to excite him, biting all the way down and ending up on Jessie's collarbone.
Jessie saw that he still had a move to continue and hurriedly told him to stop.
But George apparently couldn't hear her, and buried his head at her chest.
At this moment, Jessie understood that he was not awake, still in a drowsy state, and it was desire that was driving him to do so.
He wanted to do such a thing to Violet, so he thought of her as Violet.
Thinking of this, Jessie let out a bitter smile, a tear slipping down from the corner of her eye, before unbuckling George's seatbelt and taking him out of the car, heading towards a nearby hotel.
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