His intense masculine scent enveloped her.
Her first reaction was to escape.
Unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect. He placed his large hand on her head, trapping her beneath him, his thin lips urgently pressing against hers.
The driver sensed something was amiss and quickly raised the private partition in the car.
The partition swiftly rose, and with the driver present, she hadn't dared to make a sound.
Now, having held back for so long, she tried to whimper and push him away. To her surprise, her muffled cry didn't deter him; instead, his fiery tongue slipped into her mouth.
"Mmm—"
She instinctively tried to push him away, but he whispered softly, "Darling, don't make a sound. If you do, your husband won't be able to resist."
He just wanted to kiss her.
A simple kiss.
After she had just mentioned breaking up, did she know how much it hurt him? He was truly afraid she'd leave, so he pressed her down and kissed her desperately.
