Jared Quinn opened his dark eyes, and what he saw was a half-hanging dress, a snowy white shoulder midway, skin as white as snow and smooth as jade, below the collarbone was an exposed soft half...
His breath tightened suddenly, forcing himself to look away.
Melody Thorne deliberately teased him, opening her mouth in a sultry tone, "But my collarbone itches here."
Jared Quinn tightly closed his eyes, his fingers touched her, the fire around him grew more intense, burning him uncomfortably.
Melody Thorne let out a mischievous laugh, the shoulder strap suddenly broke, and her entire shoulder suddenly fell away...
The scene in front was like a freshly opened hibiscus flower, bashfully beautiful, inviting admiration.
Jared Quinn's forehead throbbed, one hand held her waist, and they turned and fell onto the large bed behind them, the passionate kiss rushed over like a fierce wave, leaving Melody Thorne startled and breathless.
