Kane Townsend fell into the man's embrace, the male hormones wrapped around her aggressively, on a summer night, the two of them together made the warmth even higher.
Kane's body stiffened, a bit stunned.
Seeing her not moving, Jace Pierce pushed his advantage, tightened his grip, holding her closer, feeling involuntarily better, the curve of his lips gradually widened.
At night, it was not easy to recognize someone's identity, her mask was pulled down to her chin.
The girl's long hair cascaded like a waterfall over her shoulders, carrying a faint fragrance, which Jace had already found pleasant last time, and it was still the same now.
The man's slender fingers played with a strand of her hair, gently toying with it.
Jace leaned down, whispered into Kane's ear, his voice low and seemingly dripping with charm, a devil-may-care attitude, saying things that made one's face blush and heart race, "You smell so nice."
"..."
