Second Cup Half Price, Ing

Sweet milkshake, sweet you. I'm going to devour every last bit of you.

"Keep struggling and I'll have you right now!"

"The more you curse at me, the more I want you."

"I love it when you call me a bastard!"

Before the woman could say another word, he domineeringly sealed her lips. They were still impossibly soft. His tongue slipped into her mouth, teasing hers. She had just finished a milkshake, and her mouth was filled with the distinctive, sugary taste of milk tea, which only stoked the fire in his heart.

(This book is an original work by Yunxi. Any similarities are purely coincidental. All rights reserved. Plagiarism will be pursued!)