The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 677

The man threw the shower head casually, held her wet little head with both hands, and sat on the edge of the bath, leaning over and getting closer, his deep voice carrying some fatal temptation.

"You can carry me, it's not difficult. You just need to push me lightly, and I will turn around by myself."

The distance between the two suddenly drew too close, Corinne was stunned, and her breathing was stagnant.

How the kiss happened, she did not even know.

Corinne only knew that her brain was humming, and it was all messed up.

In both ears, I could only hear the sound of rushing water and the man's rapid and steady breathing.

She felt as if she was about to be swallowed into a black hole, and she was powerless to resist, as the unbearable heat surrounded her.

Originally, the water in the bath was already cold, but now the water is hot because the faucet was turned on by the man long ago, and the hot water was slowly pouring out, and the drain below was also discharging the cold water at the same speed. It was gradually being replaced by hot water.

She was just woken up by the sound of running water.

Mister was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he came in and changed the hot water for her.

At first, Corinne instinctively pressed her hands against the man's shoulders, not accepting his sudden attack, but slowly, she felt as if she was captured, and her two wet little arms unconsciously hooked on the man's neck.

She no longer resisted, faced her inner feelings directly, and began to slowly respond to the man's turbulent kiss, even unwilling to be outdone.

The wild beating of the heart, the staggered breathing, the wet friction, and entanglement, made the two people who were separated for a long time because of misunderstanding wish to rub each other into their bodies.

Corinne hooked his neck, and suddenly had some bad thoughts, deliberately leaned a bit, and pulled him into the bathtub!

Embracing each other in the water seems to be closer than in the air, tightly fitting and intimate.

If the kiss continues like this, the bloody man will almost be unable to bear it.

Jeremy gathered together rationally, propped up his large body, and finally separated from her with some unfulfilled intentions.

The man's big hand gently touched the girl's head, stabilized his messy breath, and coaxed her in a low voice, "Okay, get up, wash up, and get dressed, if you keep making trouble, you will catch a cold!"

Corinne kissed like a drunk, her face was pink in confusion, her eyes were full of misty tears, and her little hands tightly grasped the man's drenched shirt that was clinging to the muscles of his chest, "I don't want!"

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he could not help pecking her lips again, "What don't you want? Huh?"

Corinne's voice was hoarse due to lack of oxygen, "I don't want you to go!"