Chapter 816: Chapter 816: He Prefers the Original Flavor
She had been still, but the moment she moved and spoke, it completely aroused the man’s desire to conquer.
His thin lips had been merely holding hers, but as soon as she moved and spoke, the man, like a wild beast released from its cage, took advantage of the situation to pry open her lips and teeth. His hot, wet tongue invaded, capturing territory…
His kiss was like him, like a ball of fire, intensely hot as if it were about to burn someone to ashes.
Not only to burn someone to ashes but also to incinerate all reason along with it.
Enna Clark initially struggled, but as time passed, she was completely led by him, helplessly responding to his fervent kiss.
When the kiss ended, she felt as if all the air in her lungs had been squeezed out. Her hands went weak as she braced them on his chest, gasping for breath.
Baron Lawrence wasn’t much better off. Compared to her flush-faced, gasping look, he appeared much the same as usual. However, only he knew how tight and uncomfortable his lower abdomen was!
Damn it, he had only kissed her, and his much-prided self-control had gone to hell!
As expected, he shouldn’t touch her carelessly, or in the end, he would be the one left uncomfortable!
“It’s strawberry-flavored.”
Her lungs having been drained of air, Enna Clark’s brain was a bit slow due to the lack of oxygen.
Baron Lawrence reached out, rubbing her slightly swollen lips, clearly in a good mood, his thin lips curling up, “Lipstick.”
“Your lipstick is strawberry-flavored, not chocolate. Next time, remember to use chocolate-flavored one. I don’t like strawberries; they’re too sweet.”
“…” She applied lipstick for aesthetics, not for his consumption.
Enna Clark’s face grew so hot it seemed ready to catch fire. She couldn’t even face imagining what the driver in the front thought about their conversation. She glared at the man who remained utterly nonchalant, completely frustrated.
How had she been led astray by him just now?
Just thinking about their recent passionate kiss made Enna Clark’s face grow even hotter, her cheeks as red as a ripe apple, on the verge of steaming.
“Tomorrow, I’ll have Scott Harris send over some lipsticks for you. What brand do you use?” Baron Lawrence was still fixated on the issue of lipstick flavors.
Enna Clark didn’t want to keep discussing this topic, so she casually named a brand.
“Tomorrow, I’ll have Scott Harris buy them. One of every color for you to try!” That way, he could taste different flavors every day.
Enna Clark saw right through his intentions, and without a second thought, said, “I don’t plan to wear lipstick tomorrow. It’s inconvenient to wear it, let’s forget it.”
She had expected that with such a response, Baron Lawrence would have no handle on her, but to her surprise, the arrogant man wasn’t upset in the slightest. He glanced at her lips, as if contemplating, then casually remarked, “That’s fine. I don’t like overly sweet flavors anyway.”
Be it chocolate or strawberry flavor, both were too sweet.
She’s better off not applying that messy stuff.
“Didn’t you just say you were going to buy me lipsticks?” Enna Clark, at a loss for words, couldn’t help retort.
Baron Lawrence, with his deep features, swept his gaze over her. His lips met briefly as he answered her question with relaxed composure, “That’s because you planned to wear it. If you do, I’ll buy flavors I like. If you don’t, even better!”
Enna Clark had never seen anyone speak such words with such justification. And yet, these powder-and-paint-flavored words, coming from his mouth, didn’t seem effeminate in the least, but rather carried an air of imperious luxury and domineering force!