Chapter 9: Kiss Mark

"What the heck are you—" Fiona tried to get away. But Leonard's grip was very strong on her waist. At first glance, an image of Leonard's strong arm lifting her above the desk in the guy's office flashed in her mind. Fiona clicked her tongue.

"I am not playing around, Fiona…" Leonard half whispered. His eyes were piercing sharp. For some reason, Fiona was locked in the darkness of the guy's eyeballs.

"And this is not how you win everything, big guy. Let go of me."

A thin grin appeared on the man's lips. "Never."

Leonard ducked, he cupped Fiona's lips and devoured them like a hungry man. Fiona muttered, her body shaking trying to break free but in vain. She was again locked in Leonard's arms. A bastard guy that Fiona never even imagined would actually deal with him.

Deftly, Leonard opened the door and stepped into the house without breaking the kiss. He pushed Fiona against the wall. The living room is dark. Leonard's lips pressed against Fiona's mouth which didn't want to open yet. Fiona is well aware that an orgasm is something that is difficult for her to avoid. Orgasms are like drunkenness. She is very sensitive to both of these things. And Leonard's kiss was one of the things she didn't like.

Apart from being drunk, Fiona is made to want it more. So when she closed her mouth tightly, she wished that Nia was at home. But apparently, only the kitchen light is on. And Nia must have been sleeping without the house being locked.

Oh gosh.

Fiona growled involuntarily. Leonard's breath hitched. He let go of the kiss and looked at Fiona demandingly.

"You can let yourself be kissed by other people but not by me?"

"Who cares! You are nobody to me—"

Fiona missed. Leonard bit Fiona's lower lip and slipped his tongue into Fiona's mouth. Fiona's hand pushed him but she already lost. Leonard was getting less and less distant in the struggle.

The dimmer the living room is, the longer Leonard won the situation.

He stripped Fiona's flannel shirt and his lips descended to Fiona's neck to smell her scent. It was Fiona's turn to gasp. Her consciousness was almost drowned in the gentle stroke that Leonard's free hand offered.

Leonard's kisses descended down Fiona's chest. Greedy, Leonard took off her white tank top again and scooped up two sweets breasts in front of his eyes.

Fiona sighed softly. Leonard's passionate touch and the hungry, rough kisses that stabbed Fiona obliterated her.

A tinge of heat rolled within her. When Leonard took off her bra, Fiona hugged Leonard even more, asking the guy to take all the consciousness she had.

Ferociously, Leonard grabbed Fiona's breasts which were smooth and firm like a watermelon, and suckled them with satisfaction. He carried Fiona onto the couch. Amidst the dim light, Fiona's body began to sway on Leonard's lap, who kept scooping and sipping inch by inch the pleasure on Fiona's body.

Leonard's left hand squeezed and played on Fiona's breast while the other hand stroked Fiona's wet womanhood. By now, Fiona's consciousness had been completely consumed by the flames of her orgasm. Leonard kissed Fiona's stomach gently and his warm breath made Fiona crazier.

"Shit…" Fiona muttered.

"How is it, huh?" Leonard pulled Fiona's face closer. The girl was panting heavily, but her arms were still wrapped around Leonard's neck. Seeing her red face, Leonard's smile widened.

"Do you want it now or wait until after the reception?"

When Leonard's hand again rubbed Fiona's warm hole which was still covered in jeans, she pressed her lips to keep from moaning and immediately opened her eyes.

Under the dim light, Fiona realized that she was not wearing a bra anymore. The hot sensation that was curling up inside of her was instantly extinguished. She glared at Leonard angrily.

"Let go—"

"Sshhhh, it's too late Fiona…" Leonard's hand touched Fiona's neck and he gently pulled her closer and kissed her. "You've fallen for me for the second time."

Fiona cursed inside.

"Why..? Why did you do this to me?" she asked quietly. She didn't know why she suddenly asked this, but no matter what, she had to escape from Leonard's shadow.

He's just a stranger.

"Why? Of course it's because I'm crazy about you. Everyone who sees you at the bar every day also has the same view. You're the only one who doesn't realize it, right?"

For a moment, Fiona fell silent. She sat on Leonard's lap and still had no intention of getting dressed.

"So you've been watching me since at the bar?"

Leonard grinned. "Maybe. Anyway, want to continue in your room?"

Then Fiona threw herself aside and picked up her shirt. Leonard smiled slightly.

"You don't need to wear it. You're prettier naked."

"Go away," said Fiona. Trying to put on her clothes one by one with trembling. The hot sensation and traces of Leonard's kisses made Fiona's heart hard to resist. At this rate, she had to force her consciousness to stay. She can't let herself not be a virgin just because she's lulled by a strange and strange guy who's been stalking her.

From the sofa, Leonard got up and approached. He hugged Fiona from behind and whispered in her ear. "I'm going, as long as you also come with me. How?"

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