CHAPTER 716: Losing the V-Card
[Warning: Explicit sexual content ahead. Proceed with caution.]
Tiger kicked the door behind him while taking off his blazer suit. His lips, which were locked with Ivy's, didn't stop tasting the sweet flavor of her mouth.
"Mhm..." A moan unexpectedly escaped her lips and went straight to his mouth. In that very second, Tiger wrapped his arm around her tiny waist, pulling her closer to him.
"Wa – wait -!" Ivy gasped as her feet suddenly left the ground. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips, drawing her head back in surprise, gazing down at him with wide eyes.
Her mouth opened and closed, while his lips slowly stretched from ear to ear. Just moments ago, they were talking in front of the door, and acting on impulse, she initiated a kiss. But now, with their current pose, Ivy couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of air.
"Are we..." she trailed off as her heart thudded against her chest. "... going to... do it?"
"What do you think?" Tiger cocked his head to the side. "Don't you want to?"
"No, I mean, it's not like that. I just thought it was a little abrupt. That's all."
"Miss Wei, I warned you to be careful." Tiger took a large step and turned on his heel until her back was pressed against the wall. His hand rested on her exposed thigh, as her legs were still wrapped around his waist. "You shouldn't have done that. Take responsibility, and I'll take responsibility later."
Ivy bit her bottom lip as she pinched his shoulder mildly. "Fine, but this isn't the start of anything."
"Sure." Tiger nodded as he moved his face closer. But instead of resuming the intense kissing, he drew his head back and said, "Stop biting your lips. That's my job now."
Before Ivy could even process what he said, his lips smashed against hers. She closed her eyes on instinct, creasing her brows as his tongue slipped in between her lips. Her grip on his shoulder tightened as they breathed in each other's deep breaths. She could taste the tang of bitterness from the drinks he had tonight, but somehow, it made her feel a little intoxicated as well.
"Tiger..." she panted as he parted lips from her as if to give her a break to breathe. Her chest moved in and out heavily, unaware the silk night robe covering her slid off her shoulder. She stretched her neck as he trailed kisses on her jaw and the side of her neck, biting her lips as his heated breath caressed her warming skin.
His hand squeezed her thigh, reminding her of what was happening. Another moan slipped past her parted lips, flinching a little when his hand slipped under her skirt. She could feel the juncture of her femininity clenched as heat started to rise in that particular area.
"We're going to do it." A thought suddenly crossed her mind as she arched her back, sensing his lips travel down to her jaw. Again, her body flinched for a second when his other hand suddenly cupped her breast.
"Wait.." she whispered helplessly, gazing down to stop him from going there. However, it was already too late as Tiger hooked a finger on her neckline and pulled it down, revealing her soft mound.
For a moment, her face turned red as his lips parted in surprise. Although she didn't find anything wrong with walking around on the beach wearing a bikini, no other man had ever seen underneath that. This was the first, and knowing Tiger was staring at her private parts at such a close distance brought slight embarrassment to her racing heart.
"You've got really nice breasts," he commented, making her face turn even redder. He looked up at her for a moment and smirked before slowly sticking his tongue out while leaning his face toward her exposed bosom.
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