Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 77

After he said that, he couldn’t help but kiss her. Although this time it wasn’t as rough as before, but rather gently asking her to respond, while caring for her feelings.

He repeatedly licked her lips, like a gentleman inviting a lady to dance at a party.

Estelle was initially serene, but couldn’t resist his gentle invitation, her body softening, involuntarily beginning to respond.

As soon as she responded, he immediately tangled up, not dancing a graceful waltz, but an intimate, passionate jazz.

As the sky grew darker, the entire room was enveloped in a deep twilight Sensing that Estelle was turned on, Jonathan scooped her up in his arms and walked toward the side of the bed.

Placing Estelle on the bed, Jonathan surprisingly took his time.

He spent the time it would take for a full course meal, treating Estelle to a variety of appetizers. Estelle had a sweet tooth, but it was the first time she realized that even the sweetest dessert couldn’t fill her stomach, but only made her hungner.

Jonathan didn’t hide his intentions, just waiting for her to–beg him.

As soon as Estelle said the word, he immediately surrendered and couldn’t wait either.

the young girl held her breath, Jonathan pressed down on her and said in a hoarse voice, “Little girl, don’t

misted over, and

the room was pitch black, and she was the only one

slept for

on her clothes and got out of bed to get water in the

the living room, Estelle paused and turned her head to look

tall figure stood in front of the railing, with twinkling cigarette

off, and the outside was pitch black. The man stood tall, exuding a sense of loneliness. Estelle walked over and

making the man’s eyes darken, but his voice remained calm, “I can’t

her eyebrows in surprise,

a drag of his cigarette and said calmly, “something like that, it’s a problem I’ve had since my days in the army, it’s been many years.” Estelle frowned, “Have you

have, but

in his hand. “Then

saw him smoke, probably only when

handsome in the darkness, “If I can’t even smoke, there’ll be no one to keep me

wave of emotion surged in Estelle’s

smoking posture, and asked, “Can

at her