Chapter 73: I am not gentle, Jennie.

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WARNING: THE CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT THAT DOESN'T SUIT AGES UNDER 17. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.]

"Breathe," Lisa whispered into Jennie's mouth as he noticed how she held her breath.     

His deep baritone forced her weary eyes to open, whispering, "How?"    

How could she breathe if he was smothering her with kisses?     

Lisa didn't argue as reluctantly parted his lips from her. He trailed kisses to her jaw, nibbling her neck while his free hand squeezed her thigh. They had been making out for quite some time, yet both of them were unwilling to stop.    

Her enthusiasm aroused him even more, making him forget everything else other than pleasuring himself and her. Her lips were soft to nibble, making him go back for seconds, thirds until he had lost count. He could feel her increasing heat against him as her bosom vibrate against his chest.    

Lisa slowly slipped his hand underneath her loose shirt. He brushed his fingertips against her navel, up to her right breast, cupping it.    

Just as he thought. Her breast was neither big nor small. They had the perfect size for his hand, as if they were created to suit his hand.    

"Mhm..." when another moan slipped past her lips, Lisa couldn't stop himself from biting her lips. As he did, he pinched her nipple slightly, warranting another short and surprised moan from her.     

He smirked against her lips. "What did you say again?"    

"Huh?" Confused, Jennie raised her brows, only to see him draw his head back with a sly smirk plastered on his face.    

"I can look but I can't touch you?" he pinched her nipple a bit harder, causing her to flinch on instinct. "Well, surprise, surprise. I won't just touch you."    

Her cheek was already red, but she felt her cheek burned even more. Jennie bit her slightly swollen lip while holding his gaze. Resolved and lust reigned over her countenance, unfazed by the fact his hand was under her shirt, fondling her breast.     

The breeze that was brushing her exposed tummy didn't even affect her. Her body was already burning with a primal desire that the chilly night breeze felt nothing.     

"If you are so confident you will not just touch me, then what are you waiting for?" Jennie tilted her head to the side, smirking seductively. "You just kept fondling my right breast. I have another one."    

Her remarks made him grow bigger and harder, and she could feel it poking against her navel. Their position previously was arousing, but somehow, Jennie ended up standing again. Not that it mattered. If anything, not clinging to him gave him more opportunity to explore her body.     

That wasn't enough, though.     

Both of them were certain this wasn't enough to quench their scorching bodies burning with desire.     

In one swift movement, Lisa retrieved his hand from underneath her shirt, only to carry her in his arms in a bridal style. Jennie wrapped her arms around his neck on instinct, snapping her eyes and looking at him with genuine surprise.     

"I'm telling you. No amount of pleading will stop me," he warned — more like a declaration.     

"Will you be gentle?"    

"Have you forgotten?" Lisa fluttered his eyelashes ever so tenderly. "I am not gentle, Jennie."    

Cunningness flickered across his eyes before he added, "But I'll try."    

"Don't push yourself." Jennie moved up, leaning her face closer to him. "For me, the wilder the better."    

As soon as those words rolled out of her tongue, Jennie sealed his lips with hers. Her initiative caught him by surprise, making his pupils dilate for a second before they relaxed.     

'I guess you're right,' he thought, returning her kisses passionately. His grip around her tightened, shifting his gaze to the path leading to the enclosed room on the roof deck.     

Lisa didn't part lips with her. Even if he had to, he was unwilling. Thus, he treaded carefully toward the room while keeping the other half of his focus on their tangled lips. It didn't take long before he slid the door closed with his foot, going straight to the large couch.    

Jennie soon felt the soft surface on her back, opening her eyes to see him hovering over her. Her hands were still locked on his nape, sharing intense eye contact.    

No word was said as his lips were back on hers.     

This time, Jennie didn't hesitate to clutch the back of his shirt. She pulled it up ever so carefully, as if she was afraid he would notice, but he still did. Parting lips from her, Lisa stood on his knees as he clutched the hem of his shirt and tossed it off the couch, revealing his perfectly toned body.     

"Liked it?" his brows rose for a moment, catching how she gawked at his body. Considering she kept running away earlier, it was understandable she only had the chance to look at his body now.     

"Should I help you with yours?" he inquired, snapping her back from her daze.     

"Hm?" Lisa jerked his chin toward her shirt when she hummed in confusion. "Ahh."    

Jennie nodded. "No, I can..." she trailed off as soon as she reached for the hem of her shirt because Lisa suddenly grabbed her wrists.     

He pinned her wrists on either side of her head. "Let me," was all he said under his breath before lowering his head.    

Lisa bit the hem of her shirt, pulling it up, revealing her flat stomach. Meanwhile, Jennie kept her eyes down, watching him work on her shirt.    

Her mouth fell open, aroused by this spectacle he was giving her. Soon, her left breast was exposed while the other side of her shirt still covered her other bosom, barely showing her curve.     

Lisa had seen her breast earlier as she mischievously and shamelessly flashed them to him. Looking at her pink nipple up close, he couldn't help but lick his lips.    

'How irresistible,' he thought, lowering his head to lick the tip of her nipple. As soon as his tongue touched her rose-tipped, her entire body shivered as her nipple hardened.     

He glanced at her, keeping her nipple in between his teeth. "I didn't know you were that sensitive."    

"Gosh..." Jennie turned her head to the side, hiding her embarrassment. "Is this really the time to nitpick on me?"    

"Haha." Lisa chuckled, finding her adorable. "I was just surprised, that's all."    

With that being said, Lisa continued, releasing her other wrist to fondle her other breast.

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