A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 1302 The Helpful Vinson

Vinson tightened his arms around Arielle when he noticed her attempt to escape. Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and Arielle could clearly make out the pounding of his heart.

He could no longer hold himself back after their brief separation.

His kiss was demanding and intense. Arielle could not and did not wish to escape his passionate embrace anymore. Instead, she went on her tiptoes and slung her arms around his neck.

They kissed as though they were parched travelers who came across an oasis in the desert. Amid their heated makeout session, Vinson’s hands wandered hungrily all over Arielle’s body, on the verge of removing her clothes.

At once, a gush of cool air jolted Arielle to her senses. She shoved Vinson away, blushing as she sputtered, “Wait! I-I haven’t bathed.”

“You can bath later,” Vinson rasped before seizing her lips in an even more passionate kiss.

clothes soon littered the floor around them. They

though they had not seen each other in centuries instead of four or five days, determined to swallow the

night fell. Vinson eventually released Arielle out of concern that she would be

shy although they had been intimate with one another multiple

was bashful. He thought she was at her prettiest then, and he was pleased that it

her forehead and put on a pair of

walked away, she admired his burly

think that this sexy

a bath for Arielle. When he emerged from the bathroom, freshly showered and wrapped in a towel, Arielle was fast asleep. He

a stickler for hygiene, he lifted her gently and carried her toward the

bathtub, Arielle jolted awake. She stared

“I’m here.”