Chloe Summers let out a sound, soft and pitiful, as her fingers tightened around his arms on either side of her. Her nails dug into his flesh, driven by the tingling sensation coursing through her body.
The pain in his arms made Leon Rivers halt his movements. He raised his shadowy eyes, sweat beads trickling down his forehead, meeting Chloe's small, fearful face, furrowed with apprehension.
As he looked down, he saw the snow-white, exquisite body. Last time, he didn't get a clear view, but this time he could see it clearly. His entire body tensed.
"Leon Rivers..." Chloe's voice was soft, tinged with a cry. How could he look at her like that? Her clothes had just been stripped off.
Leon Rivers curled his fingers, burying his head into her neck, breathing heavily.
Chloe was so scared that she didn't dare to move, just holding on like that.
"Stay with me," Leon Rivers rolled off her, pulled the quilt beside them over her body, and held her tight, closing his eyes.
