The Wrong Woman

Chapter 872

The more nervous Candice got, the more sensitive her body became.

Elio's hand slid down her thigh, slipping under her skirt.

He seductively whispered in her ear, "May I kiss you?"

Candice was already captivated by his touch. She was overwhelmed with a bewitching sense of emptiness she couldn't suppress. Breathing heavily, she didn't have the strength to answer his question. She was growing embarrassed that her skin flushed.

Her silence was taken as consent by Elio.

He adjusted her position then pressed down on her soft body, and leaned in to kiss her lips.

Candice shyly moaned. Her sweet moans could make any man tingle with anticipation.

They couldn't bring themselves to part from their kiss, losing themselves to it.

At that moment, he finally kissed the woman he had long yearned for. He couldn't suppress his emotions anymore and almost lost control.

of Candice exceeded his imagination. It drove him crazy, making him obsessive and

curvy body, he felt like having her all to himself, including her

made

their clothes, pulling her

her, Candice felt

strong and muscular body, he pinned her down. He caressed every inch of her body, kissing her as their tongue danced passionately. The relentless sensation left her body weak

she had lost

bodies became

it once she snapped

twist her head away from his kiss. She pushed against her firm chest with both hands as tears streamed

of me. Elio...

froze. He didn't dare to move because he was afraid it would hurt her

chest. She cried out,

imagined it

above her head. He

been too rough

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