Chapter: 291
His patience finally wore thin. He grabbed the back of her head and took over.
He was frustrated, but his desire drove him to keep going.
After what felt like an eternity, he finally released her. His eyes held an unmistakable intensity. "Do you get it now?"
Alicia's body trembled, and she slumped in Caden's embrace.
The chemistry they had was so passionate and overwhelming.
Caden took advantage of the moment, pressing forward. Alicia wanted to resist, but her body betrayed her. The situation began to spiral beyond her control.
He turned her, pressing her back against the sofa. His hand carefully cradled her head to protect her injury.
Their lips met, and their bodies pressed close together.
Heat coursed between them, mixing with a strange coolness, making everything more electrifying.
The bright light above bathed the room, softening the edges of her blurred vision. The warmth of the scene gave it an almost dreamlike quality.
Caden leaned over her. “Do you want to take the lead, or should I take care of it?"
Alicia's face flushed deeply. She hesitated for a moment, then stammered, "You do it."
When Alicia cried, she did it silently. No sound came from her Lips.
Caden only realized it when he felt her tears fall onto his hand and saw her eyes and nose turn red.
Feeling embarrassed, she quickly covered his eyes with her hand.
"Don't Look at me," she whispered.
Caden's jawline was sharp and well-defined, carrying an air of sensuality.
He smiled at her. "How much grapefruit did you eat tonight? You taste just like it."
Alicia clenched her teeth, clearly frustrated.
She wished she could block out his voice, if only for a moment.
Caden leaned in and kissed her earlobe gently. “You have a talent for picking fruit. It's always plump and fresh, just like you."
He paused for a moment before adding, “And it's very juicy as well. Do you want to take a whiff? It smells just like grapefruit."
Alicia never imagined that Caden could be this flirtatious, especially in a moment Like this.
Alicia felt irritated by his words, and even more so by how quickly she grasped his meaning.
She wished she could vanish, and maybe even dig a hole in the sofa and hide herself away.
Thankfully, the uncomfortable moment didn't last long. Now, it was her chance to take control of the situation.
The lights in the living room had been turned off, making her feel slightly less self-conscious. Determined not to be the only one benefiting, she decided to give something in return. She put genuine effort into pleasing him, her hand moving with deliberate intent.
She found herself glancing at him occasionally.
Though the darkness obscured his features, she could still make out the basic outline of his face.
After several glances, she noticed his restlessness.