Since he was determined to proceed, Anthony Davis didn't hesitate much. He pinched Emilia Johnny's chin between his thumb and forefinger and lowered his head to seal her lips.
His kiss wouldn't be like Emilia Johnny's, just a pure touch; he wanted more.
He initially kissed her gently twice, then gradually started to suck on her lips with more force, making her lips slightly swollen, glistening and red as if they were bleeding.
Anthony Davis looked at his work with satisfaction, his hand caressing Nell Harris' face, "If I lose control in a while, I hope you won't be too angry when you wake up."
He lowered his head and kissed again. This time, he didn't just linger on the periphery; he pried her lips and teeth open, hooking her tongue, savoring her taste, entangling with her as if he were going to make this moment last until the end of time.
