Dallas's Adam's apple moved, his breathing deepened, and his gaze burned intensely.
His subtle reactions already betrayed his answer, but Dallas remained silent, only staring at her.
Was he unwilling?
Averi suddenly realized something—she had never considered the possibility that Dallas might refuse her.
Finally, Dallas looked away from her face, and at that moment, Averi already guessed what he was going to say.
"Averi, I can't go back with you."
Averi lowered her lashes lightly, her gaze inadvertently landing on his arm, where his honey-colored hand was clenched into a fist so tight that the veins on the back of his hand stood out.
Averi wanted to laugh; she was the one being rejected, so what was he doing?
Before she could laugh, Dallas laughed first, "Averi, I'm just an ordinary man."
His voice was rough, laced with a bitter self-mockery, and his expression was dark and defeated. For the first time, Averi saw this side of Dallas—a shadowed, weary version of the man she thought she knew. The sight left her momentarily speechless, words slipping away as she took in the subtle slump of his shoulders and the cold resignation in his eyes.
"Seeing you with other men makes me uncomfortable. I want to hold you, kiss you in front of them, to let everyone know you're mine."
To be her bodyguard, watching her be intimate with other men, even driving her to other men's hotel rooms?
He couldn't do it.
"I don't know how long I can hold on, but it won't be long. When that time comes…" Dallas drew a slow breath, looking utterly defeated, "Averi, I don't know what I might do."
It sounded good, but it was just cowardice.
Jealousy made people ugly. He would inevitably compare and demand. Before long, she would grow tired and secretly regret today's decision, a result he couldn't bear.
"Dallas," Averi turned his face to her, saying, "I may not understand men well, but you don't understand me either."
"If I say I need you, I won't make you jealous." Her voice was soft, but each word hit his nerves hard, "I've never thought of having you as my secret lover again."
Averi wasn't used to saying such things, but if he needed it, she was willing to say more.
She cupped his face, tiptoeing closer, and whispered softly, "Give me some time, okay?"
Dallas's palms sweated, his eyes desperately searching her face, almost masochistically trying to find any sign of deceit.
He grabbed her hand tightly, swallowing hard, and said, "Okay." Even if she was playing him, he accepted it, hoping only that she would play him for a little longer.
Averi couldn't see through everything and sighed softly, "You don't believe me." Before he spoke, she covered his lips and gently rubbed and smiled, "Forget it, it's my own fault. It's okay, I'll get better in the future
Dallas held her lips and let out a syllable similar to 'um' from her throat.
He likes it when she says it, it sounds like a promise.
Suppressing the surging desire in his heart, Dallas kissed her in the gentlest and most delicate way possible, patiently describing her appearance on the tip of his tongue, not even sparing the corners of his mouth.
Averi's let out a soft, needy murmur, almost like a cat's purr, but something still lingered on her mind. She turned her head, dodging his lips, her breath uneven as she asked, "So… when are you planning to go back home?"
Her persistent questioning made the corners of Dallas's mouth curl into an uncontrollable smile. He leaned in to kiss her, teasingly replying, "Hard to say."
Averi was dissatisfied and said, "Oh... why...?"
He actually stuck his tongue in while she was speaking.
"There's a contract, "Dallas replied briefly, focusing on kissing her.
"Um... how about breaking... breaking a contract?"
Dallas bit the tip of her tongue and said, "No"
Averi knew he wouldn't agree, it's not just a matter of money, he couldn't have left Lyon halfway and returned home on his own. She snorted lightly, her arm wrapped around his neck, and her soft breasts rubbed against his chest, "Hmm... Dallas..."
"Hmm? "Dallas was distracted by her, with one hand already covered in milk and kneading through her clothes.
Averi took his tongue and licked it twice, then smiled and said, "Hmm... I still prefer it when you owe me money."
Dallas has a slightly chilly aura, adding to the kneading power.
"Mmm... "Averi moaned boldly, thrusting her chest into his hand, her trembling tail sound appearing particularly charming in the open mountains and forests. Dishonestly, he touched Dallas' crotch and found it firm, so he went straight to pick his belt.
Dallas caught her hand, pulled her close, and lifted her effortlessly into his arms. He carried her to the back seat, settling her there before closing the door. Then, with a controlled intensity, he leaned in, bracing himself above her, his presence filling the confined space as he held her gaze.
It's actually just a layer of metal, with the car window still open, but with this layer of metal, both of them let go and kissed more wildly. The tongue stirred the saliva, creating a loud sound of water. Their tongues intertwined, the sound of wet, heated kisses filling the space between them.
Wet kiss all the way down, Dallas nibbled on her slender and straight collarbone, reached into her underwear, and caressed her entire vagina.
This rough caress has a tantalizing feeling because not every time you can rub the clitoris, so the pleasure is sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and the heart also fluctuates accordingly.
Averi's legs trembled slightly, and her throat was suffocating. She couldn't make a sound for a moment and could only breathe contentedly.
She lifted her knee, pressing up against his hardness, her fingers tangling in his short, dark hair, trying to hold on with a desperate grip. "Ah… ah… just… take off your belt, yeah…" Her voice was breathless, barely holding back, each word a mix of urgency and surrender.
Dallas heard the sound and actually did it. He untied his belt and released his engorged and upturned penis, pulling her hand to touch it.
"So hard…" She wrapped her hand around him, feeling his hardness, her grip firm and steady as she stroked up and down with practiced movements. Watching him swell even more in her hand, she ran her palm firmly over the sensitive tip, teasing him with a slow, deliberate pressure before quickly pulling her hand away, leaving him wanting more.
"Mmm. "Dallas gasped and snorted, his muscles trembling and almost shooting out.
Upon hearing her promise, his spirit was already at its peak, and his body became even more sensitive.
The thick, rigid length throbbed between his thighs, pulsing slightly as a bead of anticipation formed at the tip, glistening in the dim light. The subtle movement conveyed a restrained intensity, each pulse hinting at his growing need.
Waiting for the excruciating pleasure to pass, Dallas had the strength to look at her, with a burning desire burning in his pale eyes, becoming more and more uncontrollable. His eyes held a fierce, almost predatory hunger, softened by an unexpected hint of tenderness and a touch of reluctant restraint.
Averi's emotions were stirred, and her eyes shimmered with a faint water light.
Just as Dallas was about to take off her pants, she opened his hand and then grabbed his penis, groping up and down slightly.
Dallas didn't know what she wanted to do, but at this moment, even if she wanted his life, he would give it to her. So he quietly watched her and let her manipulate his body.
The small hole is empty and contracted, secreting the desired juice.
Averi licked her dry lips and cleared her throat, a teasing glint in her eyes as she traced a finger along his sensitive tip. "So, when are you going back? And when can you finally… take things further?" With a mischievous smile, she let go, pressing his swollen length back into his boxers, leaving him simmering with anticipation.
Dallas's face changed again and again, he looked deeply at her for two seconds and really zipped up his pants. The meat stick was stiff and the zipper was difficult to pull. Averi watched and felt a momentary softening of heart.
However, after he'd put his things away, he leaned back over her, holding her in place, making it impossible for her to move. His fingers slipped into the warm, inviting heat, finding her sensitive spot and drawing a quiet gasp from her
"Mmm! "A shiver of electric pleasure shot up her spine, making her gasp. In the haze of desire, she heard his rough whisper in her ear, "Averi, you never said I couldn't make you come."
The thick and long fingers quickly thrust in, making a continuous popping sound.
"Ah, ah... Dallas... um, slow down... ah ha."
Averi's eyes flickered as her small hole convulsed and tightened. She uncontrollably straightened her body and listened to the sound of her being violated, spewing out a stream of water.
