"You..."
"I told you I am fine, but you just didn't believe me. Are you feeling relieved now?" A hint of slyness
flashes in Pehry's eyes. It is clear that he is playing tricks on her, but he continues talking, "The
moment you open your eyes, you are worried about me. It's easy for me to think too much about it."
Jasmine gently struggles, not daring to exert too much force. She is afraid that she would hurt him. "Let
me go!"
"I won't let you go." Pehry is childish and puts his chin on her shoulder. His nose is filled with the smell
of her body. And he feels extremely comfortable. "Just let me hug you for a moment."
Jasmine usually sees his strong side. When she suddenly hears the man's gentle and pleading voice,
for some reason, half of her body is numb.
A phrase suddenly flashes through her mind--imposing but cute.
She has to admit that Pehry is indeed a little adorable now.
Perhaps it is because Jasmine has slept tight all night. She doesn't contradict against the man in front
of her that much. Even if she is forcefully hugged by him, she was tense only at the beginning. After
getting familiar with him, her body relaxes.
However, when Jasmine thinks of Pehry's usual behavior, she still struggles, "Let me go. I'm going to
school later."
"It's not like you're in a hurry to go to school. What are you worrying about?"
"Of course I'm in a hurry. I have to go back to the dormitory to get something first."
"I'll tell the driver to take you there. Let me hug you for more time."
The more he says that, the more uncooperative Jasmine becomes. She twists her body back and forth
and wants to slip away from his embrace. Originally, Pehry just means to hug her, but now that she is
moving in his arms, he is aroused.
Last night, when she went to sleep, she wore her underwear on purpose. At this moment, the arc in
front of her chest becomes even more obvious, leaving a burning heat as she rubs against his chest.
Pehry's expression is a little strange. He tries his best to stop her from moving around, and his voice
becomes low. "Stay there, don't move..."
Jasmine doesn't realize how dangerous her action is, and doesn't listen to him. The more he tells her to
keep motionless, the more she wants to move.
Pehry wants to do something with her at the first place, and now he actually has a hard-on. In the end,
he simply pushes her down on the bed. His strong arms are on both sides of her body. He covers her
whole body. The wound on his back hurts a little. He doesn't care about the wound, and his forehead is
covered with sweat.
"Don't move, I have a hard-on..." Jasmine heard a hoarse, sexy voice whispering in her ear, with a
refreshing fragrance of peppermint and a warm wind.
Jasmine's entire body freezes, but she could only see his chest. Her face turns red and she stops
moving.
"How can you..."
Pehry sees into the girl's watery eyes and suppresses his impulse. "Men are inclined to have morning
erection, don't you know?"
"Can't you restrain yourself?"
Hearing this, Pehry's face darkens. "Jasmine, this is a normal physiological reaction for a man. You
should be happy. If I don't have feelings for you, it can only prove that it's not womanly of you."
"But you've always been easy to..."
Just as she is about to say something, Pehry glares at her and she just stops, not daring to say
anything.
Pehry looks at her pitiful and aggrieved appearance. He is clearly the one who has to restrain his
impulse. Why does she look like being bullied by him? She has the kind of appearance which appeals
for men's love and care for her.
Jasmine sees that he has been holding on for a long time and is a little worried. "Is your wound
alright?"
Pehry listens to the soft voice beside his ear. The fire in his body cannot be extinguished at all. His dark
eyes look at her pink lips.
Without consideration, he lowers his head and kisses her right on the lips. Although he has wanted to
restrain himself, but once he touches her lips, he forgets everything.
Jasmine's eyes widen as she looks at the man who suddenly presses down. He touches her lips softly.
Her hands press against the man's chest, and her eyes blink rapidly. She even forgets to breathe for a
moment.
Why does he kiss her again?
She realizes what they are doing and shakes her head to dodge. However, he becomes more
aggressive to conquer her. Her tightly shut teeth are pried open by his agile tongue. She loses control,
and her ears are filled with the sound of kissing.
Pehry is very confident in his kissing skills and slowly leads her into this state of infatuation. He kept
sucking her little tongue, gently knocking her lower lip with his teeth. He keeps kissing her.
Jasmine only feels that her entire body is surrounded by his scent. She can't even breathe, and her
head gradually becomes somewhat dizzy. She couldn't think about anything, and she is unable to
move. The corners of his eyes are filled with tears.
Feeling that her breathing is not smooth, Pehry raises his head and leaves her lips for a while, giving
her some room to breathe. His thin lips slowly kiss her eyebrows and nose. He sucks her delicate fair
neck, leaving hickeys. His teeth accidentally scratch her skin and hurt her. He immediately hears the
girl's groan.
This sound... Pehry closes his eyes and completely gives up self-restraint. Facing Jasmine, he simply
couldn't restrain himself.
With one arm holding her body, he starts to take off her clothes with the other hand. He skillfully
unbuttons her coat with his fingers and pulls open her loose shirt. There is only black lace bra left.
Plump breasts and a thin waist are beneath the light-colored plaid shirt. Her body is perfect.
Pehry's eyes turn red. He looks at the breasts wrapped in her bras and buries his head in them.
Feeling intruded suddenly, Jasmine suddenly comes to herself. She begins to resist, feeling insecure.
"Don't..."
Pehry could no longer stop. He opens his mouth and tastes the smooth skin under his lips. His passion
cannot be concealed.
Jasmine feels as if her body has been electrified. Waves of electricity pass through her body, and every
strand of her hair stands to its end. This feels strange, but it makes her heart beat so fast that she
couldn't help but want to enjoy the feeling.
What is wrong with her? She clearly hates being touched by him, but now she cannot refuse.
Not long after, Pehry pulls off her bra and lowers his head to suck her nipples. Jasmine couldn't help
but raise her head and her chest heaves violently.
"Pehry." She wants to call out his name, but for some reason, her voice sounds like she is crying. But
she doesn't really want to cry.
The man's eyes are filled with desire. It looks like the desire is about to break through his body and he
whispers, "I'm here."
For his desire is about to explode, he doesn't hesitate. He puts his hand on the edge of her underwear.
Just as he is about to pull it off, her soft hand touches it and stops him.
She raises her head and sees a pair of frightened eyes, only to hear the girl's trembling voice. "I don't
want to..."
Pehry is stunned. In this situation where he can't restrain himself anymore, she actually says that she
doesn't want to do it. Is she challenging him on purpose?
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