The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1486

Yvette's initiative made Lance lose some control over his restraint and coolness earlier. Her arms clung to his shoulders, soft and boneless but with a fatal attraction.

The initiative was completely taken away from her.

However, the next second, he immediately understood what "sweetness" tasted like.

Indeed, it was sweet. It was sweeter than any cigarette he tasted before. The sweetness penetrated his bones.

He forgot the taste of the cigarette earlier and only remembered the "sweetness” in front of him. It was a taste that made him go out of control.

When he clamped down on her waist to gain dominance, she bit him hard on the lips.

He had to stop.

She leaned on his shoulders and panted. Her breath was burning.

He did not push further either. Like her, he tried hard t o restrain himself so as not to scare her.

"Lance."

"Hmm?" His voice was deep as the night, yet it carried a burning temperature.

Yvette's voice was languid. "Was it sweet?"

The corners of Lance's lips curved up subconsciously.

His eyes were sunken.

"It's sweet.”

Very sweet.

Yvette also flashed a smile, and the two of them embraced each other tightly.

The next second, the light in the corridor suddenly brightened, and the sound of high-heel shoes gradually approached.

The person stopped a few feet away from them.

Nicole's slightly drunken voice was a little exasperated.

"Yvette? Mr. Sheldon? Is that you?"

Yvette raised her hand to support herself on his chest, trying to stand up straight.

However, the alcohol rushed to her head. She could not control herself at all.

Hearing the familiar voice, Yvette turned around but felt that she could not stand up.

Fortunately, a pair of large hands held her waist and supported her body.

Yvette answered.