The sound of rushing water filled the bathroom.
Clear water droplets glided over the girl's snow-white skin.
The girl's figure was perfectly proportional, coupled with skin that was incredibly fair and delicate.
Under the light, you could vaguely see scattered kiss marks. Those were all left by Lucas Knight... He always acted as if he hadn't touched a woman in several lifetimes; once he caught hold of her, he couldn't stop kissing her passionately.
Each time, she would initially resist a little, unable to break free, and eventually, she just half-heartedly accepted it.
And when she couldn't withstand it in the end, she would actively cling to his shoulder, whimpering softly beneath him.
Even in silence, she seemed like an enchanting fairy, yet she couldn't withstand his kisses, whimpering and sobbing, making it impossible for him to refrain from possessing her completely...
The feeling of forcibly making her his own and merging with her was truly wonderful.
