Damian Fairchild was in high spirits. Besides, his attitude toward her tonight was so candid that Seraphina Quinn couldn't bring herself to say no.
So, the moment Damian Fairchild's words fell, Seraphina Quinn took the initiative, pressing her lips to his.
Seeing her rare initiative and passionate response, Damian Fairchild no longer held back.
With one hand, he stripped away her clothes; with the other, he stoked the fires on her sensitive skin.
Seraphina Quinn felt his breath was hot enough to melt her, so searing it made her blood boil in her veins.
She could barely withstand Damian Fairchild's urgent kisses. Her fingers clutched the sheets beneath her as she panted, her voice trembling, "You... you haven't used protection..."
Damian Fairchild toyed with her lush, glistening lips before moving to her ear. He kissed her as he murmured in a husky voice:
