History at the Library
History at the Library - Chapter 92

“I didn’t mean to scare you like that.”

Aiden’s rough hands swept her chin lightly. It was a friendly act that wiped away sweat, but the eyes were not like that at all. His wall, which had always been indifferent, was filled with intense emotions like lava.

It also seemed to be a very negative emotion.

Vivian was the one who needed to be hurt right now, and she couldn’t understand why he had that face.

It was unfair. She was so scared that she couldn’t speak out. She seemed to be putting her head in the lion’s mouth, defenseless.

“This, man, is not perfect at all…”

Vivian woke up in a cold sweat, feeling the threat of her naked life. But while her body was reeling from the fluffy matrix, Aiden snatched her from the waist in no time.

“Let me go!”

“Why do you refuse? A sex partner can do more than what we did before.”

They’re not even lovers.

He sat her down on his thighs, defying her. He clasped her struggling hand tightly and kissed her palm in a slow motion.

The lips between the fingers were smiling fishily. The red lips, the red tongue brushing through the lips, pulled up the memory of the day when it struggled until it collapsed exhausted from pleasure. She suddenly became thirsty and gulped her throat.

Aiden said, bending his eyes round, “It’s to complete the perfect novel we want, Perdi.”

As if the words were a sign, he pulled Vivian close and hugged her. The nose touched each other in an instant. His eyes were burning like blue flames, visible from up close. On her buttocks, his completely tight erection rubbed off. It was as hot as a fire.

Vivian took a breath out of surprise and Aiden even swallowed it. Without her breath, she felt as if she was suffocating to death.

The tongue, which came in by surprise, quickly swept through the roof of the mouth and hit near the throat. The saliva filled her mouth and he siphoned her tongue deeply.

Vivian moaned softly to the tip of her nose. Aiden devoured the saliva, trying to eat up to her soul. Persistent—she leaned back every time he rushed in combat.

She didn’t know if this was a kiss or a mark of animal territory.

Desperate? No, it was more like possession.

Dense, dark, and persistent emotions were flowing down his body so that Vivian could feel them. She could feel it very clearly in his eyes, in his face, in his actions.

I don’t want to have it, but I don’t want to give it to anyone.

Vivian flinched whenever their tongues were rubbed, but became irritated.

She just kissed but her back shook. Has she ever been so resentful of a sensitive body that reacts honestly? What a perfect match for the worst opponent. She wants to push him to stop now, but her body was excited and stimulated at the time.

His lower body, right underneath her underwear, was also raising her obscene imagination to the extreme. Every time the firm man wriggling and beating brushed across her, a suppressed moan popped out.

Vivian was in a very vague position, unable to stand or sit. Aiden slowly slowed down and moved his tongue seductively, perhaps thinking she had a full advantage. Their wet kisses made her rusty. His kisses and outspoken hands, as he already had a perfect grasp of Vivian’s erogenous zones.

A pure, white chemise glided down her shoulder. Not only her shoulders and chest bones, but also her hard nipples were revealed instantly.

She never dressed comfortably in the mansion anyway. Aiden quickly stripped her of her clothes like an appetizing package of food. Vivian tried to rebel, pushing his tongue and shoulder, but he bit her slightly with a funny bite.

“Ah!”

“Don’t be cute.”

Aiden was arsenic and ripped off the hem of her dress. The rustling, ripping sound of cloth quickly turned into tattered rags.

A Power Show?

Vivian looked down at her chemise incredibly. She became a very unsightly figure, which was more revealing than naked. While she was at a loss for words, he covered her eyes with a long tear of cloth and tied it up.

Vivian, whose vision was blocked in an instant, fumbled around her eyes and squealed.

“No, what is this!”

“Shh.”

“It’s not shh!”

“If you take it off, I’ll tie your hands.”

“What a villain!”

It was very cute to be confronted with a red face like an octopus. To the extent that the rough feelings that had been circling in his head after losing the direction have softened a little. Aiden forgot about the situation and ended up with a laugh as if it were ridiculous.

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