The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 657

Sophia instinctively flinched, her eyes widening as she looked at Brandon.

Brandon also paused mid-motion, turning his gaze towards her, his lips still pressed against hers, yet without making any further moves. The warm, moist sensation emanated from their tightly sealed lips.

Up close, his eyes seemed darker and deeper, burning with an intense, scorching look as if flames were dancing in their depths.

Sophia nearly surrendered under his gaze, her breath involuntarily caught, her heart pounding as if it was about to burst out of her chest.

Her mind had gone blank, her breath tinged with his crisp, unique scent.

Her uplifted hand didn't know whether it was pushing him away or something else. The moment her palm touched Brandon's shoulder, his hand on the back of her head suddenly tightened, pressing his lips down more forcefully.

Her lips parted unwillingly.

His tongue surged in, conquering territory.

His kiss was aggressive, fierce, like a traveler parched from the desert. Sophia could almost sense his desperate longing and intense emotional turmoil beneath his fervent kisses.

She was a bit overwhelmed but not resistant, even harboring a faint sense of nostalgia.

Her heartbeat and breath climbed even higher due to his passionate and skilled kissing, her breath becoming uncontrollably short and urgent.

Brandon's breath also grew heavier with each deepening kiss.

The ambiguous sounds of moist contact mingled with heavy breathing filled the quiet room.

In her bewilderment, Sophia's tongue tangled with his, and the very instant they intertwined, Brandon's breathing suddenly intensified, his grip on the back of her head uncontrollably tightened, and his kisses became more fervent and unrestrained.

Sophia found herself pinned down on the freshly made bed sheets.

Her panting became increasingly rapid and disordered, accompanied by the rustling of clothes being torn open.

Sophia's body temperature rose with Brandon's unrestrained hands, the cold air invading her skin slightly tempering the heat. She writhed like a fish on a cutting board, completely at Brandon's mercy, unsure of what she wanted and what she didn't, just following her instincts to draw nearer to Brandon, yet also desperately wanting to escape this uncontrollable sensation.

She whimpered Brandon's name, her palms unconsciously pushing against his hands, gasping for air, that vague anticipation mixed with trepidation making her scared. Her rational mind fluctuated between the familiar and the unfamiliar secret sensations but briefly returned to her in the lull after being pushed to the peak.

In her panic, Sophia's palm lightly pressed against Brandon's still-rampaging hand on her body.

Brandon stopped his movements and looked at her. He had a deadly sexiness about him in moments like these.

Sophia's face was so red it seemed blood might drip from it, she timidly turned her head, unable to meet his eyes.

"I..." She tried to speak, her voice so breathless she could hardly utter a word, and it was hoarse to boot.

Brandon's rationality started to return as well.

He understood what Sophia meant, and he knew it wasn't the right time. That kiss was purely impulsive, a loss of reason, and his subsequent loss of control completely shattered when he touched her.

This wasn't the first time.

Sophia had a kind of magic that could dismantle all his rationality.

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