If the kiss earlier was just a man's prank, then this moment the man's kiss was filled with a sense of plunder. When Xiao Yu wanted to step back, the man firmly grasped her waist and placed her on the kitchen sink.
The water on the sink hadn't been wiped away yet, and as she sat down, it felt icy cold underneath. Clearly, her nightdress was completely soaked.
She didn't have time to protest as the man's body forcefully squeezed between her legs, his large hands pressing down on her waist. Sensing her distraction, he bit her lip and breathily said, "Focus."
This position made it impossible for Xiao Yu to concentrate, and the feeling of her defenses breaking down was terrible. It felt like she could be invaded by him at any moment. Her mind wandered, her legs tried hard to close, but could only grip his waist tighter.
