Annabelle Linton pounded on his chest. She really couldn't breathe!
Seeing her gasping for air, Leona Grant reluctantly let her go. He remarked thoughtfully, "Looks like we'll need to practice more in the future!"
Annabelle was too breathless to even curse at him, panting heavily as if she'd just run a marathon.
"Exhausted?"
'Too tired to even speak!'
Leona Grant gazed at her flushed face and was suddenly hit by how unbelievably cute she was.
He couldn't resist kissing her again!
Annabelle was practically traumatized by his kisses now. She immediately turned her head, refusing his lips.
Leona's kiss landed on her cheek instead.
"Not going to listen?" he whispered, leaning in mischievously.
Annabelle frowned and pushed against him. "Let me down, now!"
"Not a chance. It's perfectly natural for me to kiss my own wife. Or would you rather I let someone else kiss and hold you?" he said, his tone making it sound like the most obvious thing in the world.
