The Wrong Woman

Jasper held his other hand against the wall, contemplating for a moment. Then he raised his eyes to meet Imogen's gaze. Breathing heavily, he continued to argue, "Imogen, I didn't lie to you." "Are you sure?" Imogen asked as she narrowed her eyes in confusion.

Jasper gulped, feeling guilty. He liked Imogen so much that he couldn't accept the idea of divorce.

He braced himself and said with a guilty conscience, "Yes, I'm sure. I didn't lie—"

He didn't finish his sentence.

Suddenly, Imogen placed her hands around his neck. She stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips.

The unexpected kiss left Jasper shocked and immobile. With his pupils dilated slightly, he blinked.

His breathing became erratic, his heart rate quickened, and his body stiffened.

As he tasted the sweetness of her lips, he could no longer suppress his desire. He placed his hands on her waist, pressing her soft and curvy body against the wall.

He wasn't satisfied with just kissing, so he slightly opened his mouth to cover her lips. He slid his tongue into her mouth and started sucking her tongue.

wanted to test if

would dodge or reject her kiss, but she never expected him to react so passionately. His assertiveness was aggressive, dominant, and fiery, making it hard for her to breathe. "Mmm..." Imogen struggled to push him away, but the kiss had rendered

resistance was so feeble it seemed more like an invitation. Her moans were

her unable to move. His kiss was deep

them above her head and pressing them against the wall. His kiss grew more passionate, from innocent to lustful, his body pressing more tightly against hers.

eternity before he finally released her lips. As he rested his forehead against

was full of tension. At that

narrowed her eyes slightly, she pursed her

he

as long as Imogen felt very sad. She liked his kiss but also felt

a few seconds before he said, "Yeah, it's a

a deep kiss couldn't satisfy him. I wanted to keep

could he

uncomfortable hearing his