He could taste the champagne’s lingering sweet scent in their teeth. Slipping his tongue into her mouth, it twisted and tangled with hers. Slimy and wet in the most erotic way possible, he kissed her more intensely, greedily trying to suck everything in her mouth.

It went on like that until she couldn’t take it anymore and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her sweet voice was broken when she spoke, “No, Mason! We can’t do this…”

At the next moment, he took it easy and eventually stopped. Pressing his forehead against hers, he asked her softly, “Alright. How do you feel about this instead?”

The next thing she knew, he lifted her hips slightly and slipped his fingers into her. At that time, her clothes were still on.

Zoe started to squirm aggressively. However, her resistance grew weaker by the second, partly due to the alcohol. The rest of it was probably because she still had feelings for him. Of course, there was also the fact that she wasn’t without her own libido.

In any case,