Ben Lucas's arms tightly circled Harrison Lucas's waist, as if afraid she'd escape.
And the fact was—
Even if the young master wasn't holding on so tightly, Harrison Lucas's body had no strength to resist; her hands and feet felt like they weren't her own.
She felt a strange, feverish tingling current rush up from her lower abdomen.
When Ben Lucas's slightly warm, alcohol-scented breath brushed her ear, when his magnetic and husky voice was right next to her ear.
When he bit her ear, treating it like food, holding her delicate and adorable earlobe, gently grinding it with his teeth, inch by inch licking it.
Harrison Lucas realized her brain and body were no longer hers.
It was like a white light flashed through her mind, then exploded inside her skull, bursting into colorful fireworks.
However, just at that moment, the culprit who left her defenseless, her brain completely paralyzed, did not intend to let her off so easily.
