Originally, Finnick had just wanted to joke around with Vivian. However, as he approached her, he caught a whiff of her faint fragrance. Right at that moment, he could feel his heart started to pound.
For some reason, Vivian was especially attractive that day. Her tight skirt outlined her graceful figure in full view. From his height, he could clearly see her soft curvature and snow-white skin.
Her small, pretty, up-close face was rosy red. It resembled an apple, cute and round, tender and juicy, tempting everyone to approach and take a bite.
Finnick entertained that thought for a while. Her attractiveness was soon too much for him to bear, thus he gave in to the temptation.
Bending down, he leaned close and gently nipped
Vivian's blushing cheek, startling her in the process. She was taken aback and could only whisper a syllable, "Ah?"
The tiny yelp made his heart flutter like a feather, instantly igniting the passion within him.
Throwing caution to the wind, he suddenly raised his hands and grasped Vivian's waist. Lifting her up with a hug, their two bodies touched in a sweet embrace.
Feeling the warmth of his body flowing onto her, Vivian became flustered and managed only to stammer, "F-Finnick? You..."
She did not realize that every word she said only made him felt more aroused.
He could barely hold onto his last thread of reason. The temptation was just too strong. Lowering his head, he gently caressed her reddening earlobe with his lips as he whispered in a low voice, "Dear Vivian, why don't we carry out what grandpa wants? Let’s get on with it, shall we?"
The warm and sensual touch to her earlobe sent currents of electrifying sensation through her body. It was so pleasantly numb that she could not help but shudder with pleasure.
Truth be told, she was mentally prepared for this.
After all, they were already married. Finnick would only have to ask, and as his wife, she would gladly offer herself to him without refusing.
Moreover, when elder Mr. Norton had said those things to her just now, she had thought in her heart about consummating their marriage.
She was surprised that she was not resisting the idea.
As such, upon hearing Finnick's request, she nodded shyly as she felt her ears burning up and her face getting hotter.
Feeling the coy consent of the lady currently in his arms, the flame of passion within Finnick burned brighter, and he instantly let go of his last thread of restraint which was holding him back.
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