"If I suggest kissing her after just getting to know her, won’t she take me as an indecent man? Besides, kissing her will mean that I treat her as my girlfriend.
I don't want that for now."
Ryan shook his head decisively.
His words were logical, but Freya was dissatisfied after hearing him. "Ha, you're saying that you’re not indecent if you kiss me and you don't have to take responsibility either, right?”
"I just want to see if I'll feel repulsed when kissing women. Can't I do that?" Ryan looked as if he was wronged. Under the dim lights, every inch of his face exuded hurt. "You promised me."
Freya had not promised him at all. Of course, she did not reject him either, i
Every cell in Freya was annoyed and flustered.
"Hey, look there. Who's that?" Ryan suddenly pointed t o her left and said in surprise.
Freya thought Forrest had come down. She immediately looked over nervously. However, she did not see anything at all.
"There's no one..." A dark silhouette came close to her from the passenger seat as she turned her face.
Before she could react, her lips were sealed by hot lips.
Only a short time ago, Freya had been wondering about the white wine's taste that cost tens of thousands of dollars.
She did not have to be curious anymore.
There was a crisp taste of alcohol between Ryan's lips. After coming in contact with her lips, a spicy sensation spread in her mouth in an instant.
Freya wanted to push him away instinctively. However, half of Ryan's body was pressing down on her. One of his hands grabbed her right shoulder while his other hand was pressing the back of her head.
"R-Ryan, you... bastard..."
Freya’s frustrated voice escaped their lips. Nevertheless, her voice sounded weak as she was continuously kissed.
"I only remember that... you promised me before. Be good. Close your eyes."
After coaxing Freya, Ryan deepened the kiss hastily. H e did not allow her to be distracted even for a moment.
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