She and Mason Bennett had kissed many times, but never once moment, making her feel the impulse to cry.
Bella Green raised her hand, hooked the man’s neck, and passionately yet awkwardly entangled his lips and tongue with the tip of her tongue.
Their kiss grew deeper, the urgent panting and the sultry sound of lips and tongues mingling coated the dim space with an amorous and beautiful flavor.
Mason Bennett wrapped Bella Green’s waist, leading her to the sofa, and then their two silhouettes fell together into that soft couch.
Their bodies pressed tight, twisting and rubbing against each other, igniting the purest and hottest desires between man and woman...
Bella Green was kissed into dizziness by the man, almost unable to breathe, her entire mind in a state of outage.
Suddenly, Mason Bennett released her lips, lifting his head, that rolling desire deep in his gaze, profound and mysterious.
With lethal sensuality and temptation, it erased Bella Green’s rationality, leaving only infatuation.
The man suddenly stopped, leaving her confused, her tilted head with a bewildered look that begged to be fiercely bullied.
Mason Bennett took a deep breath, forcing himself to suppress the desire that almost drowned his reason.
Indeed, this girl was untouchable; touching her left him living in agony...
"Mason..." the girl’s voice was raspy beyond measure, carrying a trace of charming allure even she didn’t notice.
Mason Bennett’s eyes narrowed slightly, raised his finger to her lips, signaling her not to speak.
Then, that finger gradually moved down, sliding over her jaw, neck, collarbone, finally resting on her collar.
This action surprised Bella Green, her gaze a bit flustered; she was just about to say something.
When she saw the man suddenly grab her collar, giving it a strong tug.
The sound of fabric tearing was especially clear in the quiet night.
This sudden action left Bella Green frozen there, her mind instantly bewildered, not knowing how to react.
And that restless finger continued downward.
The cold fingertip traced all the way to the shallow gully, then paused.
Bella Green’s face turned ashen, her gaze widened, looking at the utterly unsurprised man before her, her heart sinking lower and lower.
Mason Bennett acted as if he hadn’t seen her reaction, his finger shifted, sliding along the curve of the white fabric, finally stopping at the strap, flicking it.
"Tell me, what is this?"
The low voice carried an inexplicable pressure, making Bella Green dare not breathe deeply, unable to speak for a long time.
Not that she didn’t want to speak, it was just, she couldn’t open her mouth...
"Not speaking?" The man squinted his eyes, his voice flat, yet she detected a hint of a threatening tone.
Bella Green pouted, sniffling with grievance.
The man nodded slightly at her words, then continued asking.
"Is same-sex true love?"
Bella Green shook her head quickly, slap to her own face without hesitation.
"Opposite sex is the truth!"
Seeing her obedient demeanor, Mason Bennett still didn’t buy it, he snorted coldly, getting up from her.
Bella Green thought he was angry, but only Mason Bennett knew, he feared that if he continued, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from handling her right then.
Bella Green sat up angrily, looking panicked, twisting her fingers clumsily.
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Mason Bennett glanced at her blandly, saying nothing, waiting for her to continue.
The girl pouted again, even forgetting to fix her collar, looking at him so pitifully.
"Mason Bennett, you wouldn’t really like boys, so when you found out I was a girl, you got so angry, right?"