Blinking her eyes, "I’m not pretending, I’m really scared," she said, hardly believing her own words.
"Really scared?" Felix Shaw’s handsome face moved closer, the dim light revealing a clear smile in his peach blossom eyes. Mia Foster’s breath hitched at the warmth puffing on her nose, and... that handsome face so close at hand.
What to do, she... really wanted to pounce on him.
Amidst her inner struggle, Felix turned his face sideways, his lips brushing her ear, each breath bringing a warm and intermittently intense sensation that tickled and was almost unbearable.
Mia Foster rubbed uncomfortably, listening to Felix’s voice laced with laughter, "Aren’t you pretending to be scared just to get me to comfort you? Are you satisfied with this now?"
The raised intonation clearly mocked, and as he spoke, his large hand that was clasped on Mia’s lower back squeezed gently.
Even through the coat, Mia Foster could feel the burning heat at her lower back, reminding her of the night they almost...
Her cheeks burned even hotter; never had she felt so embarrassed. The first time she pretended to be weak, her act was seen through. She twisted her body, trying to shake off the large hand on her waist, her face flushed as she said, "I’m not scared now, let go."
"Really not scared?"
Felix Shaw didn’t hurry to let go, pressing close to Mia Foster’s ear, deliberately breathing as he spoke, causing Mia Foster to shrink her neck uncomfortably again, trying to use her shoulder to rub the itchiness of her earlobe, but she suddenly stopped.
Because Felix’s lips were right by her ear, and Mia’s slight rub had just caused their cheeks to rub together.
With a loud thump in her brain, Felix could clearly feel the stiffness under his palm, Mia Foster as if frozen, lay against his chest, daring not to move.
He found it amusing to see this woman, who usually appeared confident and bold, become so timid at this moment; Felix suddenly felt a playful urge.
Feeling Mia Foster’s rigidity, he did not draw back but instead started to gently suck on her earlobe, the large hand on her back softly kneading.
Through the coat, the warmth from his palm was scorching, spreading quickly along her back to every cell in her body, making her chest so hot she could hardly breathe.
Furthermore,
The kisses lingering on her ear were gentle and ticklish; his lips and tongue ceaselessly roamed and sucked, teasing her earlobe with his agile tongue tip, causing a throbbing sensation. Mia Foster’s hands, propped on Felix’s chest, gripped his shirt tightly.
"Felix..." A call, Mia Foster’s voice trembled lightly, just like the trembling heart between their pressed bodies.
"Hmm, I’m here," the kisses continued, Felix’s lips already curving into a slant with amusement; this woman was really funny, just his casual flirting had her trembling all over.
Feeling the woman in his arms shaking slightly, Felix’s other large hand, full of mischievous thoughts, began sliding under her shirt. Feeling his intentions, Mia Foster cried out in alarm, "Don’t... so many people..."
"It’s fine, they can’t see," his nimble fingers skillfully explored, perhaps hindered by her bra, then moved to her back, a slight sound, her chest relaxed, and was fully freed, and his hand returned, grasping with a firm yet gentle hold.
A surge of electricity spread rapidly, an unfamiliar sensation, Mia Foster bit her lip but couldn’t suppress a soft moan, "Felix..."
"Do you like it?"