It was quiet, the night was deep and dark, and the atmosphere echoing in the room was soft and warm.
Summer’s eyelashes were fluttering, her heart was fluttering, and her fingertips were also quivering. Her tenderness and concentration made her heart beat fast.
It was as if she had fallen into a mist; everything around her was white, and the only thing that could b e seen was his dark eyes, which seemed to penetrate everything to reach her.
He was coming on too fiercely for her, like a sudden surge in a calm sea. It was overwhelming.
Then she was swept away by the wind and the waves, and there was no way she could fight back.
"Come back to me, will you?" The man bent down and kissed her gently on the forehead, bewitching her again in a voice that was unusually soft.
He had never been so patient with a woman. She was the only one...
"I want to hug you to sleep and greet the morning together. I’ll give you whatever you want..." He was like a magician performing magic, using all his magic only for her applause and response.
Summer's breathing became rapid, and she was shaking violently.
"Their fault should not be transferred to us. It's your baby. It’s my baby, too. My pain is no less than yours..." Mark's voice was soft. He leaned over and kissed her red lips.
"Ronald is Ronald, I am me. Summer, you have to be fair to me, even if it's just a little bit..."
"Do you dare to be brave for me just once, with all your might?"
She dared not say a word. They were in the living room, and Mark grabbed her by the soft spot and kissed her hard, swallowing her breath.
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