Just like before, her long hair was disheveled and looked like seaweed. She was wearing a thick layer of foundation make-up, while details of her skin couldn't be seen clearly. The make-up was so thick that even her facial features were almost covered, and her lips were fiery-red.
There was a faint smell of perfume in the air, and Tina was obviously more enchanting than usual.
Wilson frowned. "Why did you wear the make-up again?"
He lifted her chin slightly, and his eyes were filled with displeasure.
Wilson's thumb moved slightly to wipe off the lipstick on her lips. Then, he bent over and approached her face.
Seeing that Wilson was about to kiss her, Tina subconsciously reached out her hands and pressed them against his chest. However, when she gazed at his eyes, which were arrogant and eager, she hurriedly withdrew her strength to resist him.
Her face was covered with the make-up, which almost looked like a mask. She pursed her lips and asked him, "Mr. Chin, can we... not sleep together tonight?"
Tina really didn't have enough physical strength to cope with Wilson's desire.
Wilson's face sank slightly. "No!"
Tina had been with him for more than half a year by now, and she had always been a very qualified mistress. Every time when he was eager to sleep with her, she was always docile and submissive to his eagerness. However, just now, when she pressed her hands on his chest just now, she looked a little repulsive. Even if it was only a very tiny change of expression, Wilson could still feel it.
He was very unhappy, and his hot breath swept on her face. "Tina, don't forget about your status. When I want you, do you think you have the right to refuse me?"
Tina shook her head. "Of course not!"
Yes, she had no right to refuse him indeed.
How could a mistress like her refuse the benefactor's demand?
Tina knew this very well. She perked up to cooperate with his movements. She dropped her eyes, approached him, and said charmingly, "Mr. Chin, come on... let's not waste our time..."
Wilson also smiled, but there was a little trace of gloominess in his expression.
He pressed her hands down on the bed with his hands, and his strong body crept onto her body.
Tina gasped for air. Wilson felt that she was a little absent-minded tonight. His thin lips tightened, and his movements became more violent...
The passionate scene lasted for a long time.
After waking up the next day, Wilson pressed her down on the bed again without any explanation.
Tina opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling in a trance. One night had passed, and she had already calmed herself down. She was no longer sad because of her heartbroken relationship with Dylan.
Yesterday, she met Dylan in such an unexpected manner that she was almost mentally collapsed.
Before Tina became completely sober-minded, Wilson's kiss sealed her lips.
Under the morning sunlight, the two of them embrace each other tightly...
Tina saw that Wilson's eyes were getting wilder and wilder. She felt that her body was almost unable to resist his aggressiveness, and she was about to run out of her physical strength. She was out of choice but to repeatedly beg him for mercy.
When it was almost noon, Wilson finally let her go.
Tina was completely paralyzed on the bed. She was just like a fish that had been thrown from the sea to the beach by the fisherman. She found it very difficult even to breathe.
Wilson tightened his lips.
His coarse fingertips rubbed her naked shoulder, and as her skin was fair and soft, he felt very comfortable. His eyes were cold and nonchalant, and there was an air of warning in his expression. "Tina, I don't like the woman under me to be absent-minded...
Understand?"
Tina's heart almost skipped a beat.
She hadn't expected him to be so sharp-eyed that he could see through her perfunctory response last night. She smiled awkwardly, "I know!"
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