Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 725:

Somehow, he managed to lift her from the chair, continuing his relentless kisses as he carried her to the wall, pressing her gently against it.

With a playful tug, he pulled open her collar, exposing her shoulders and neck, which soon bore the marks of his affectionate kisses.

Despite her tough exterior, Marissa melted like cotton candy in his arms, letting out soft, involuntary sounds that embarrassed her.

This wasn’t the first time Connor had kissed her with such intensity, but this time was different—sweeter, more irresistible. It was so dominant she couldn’t fight back.

If he never stopped, she doubted she’d find the strength to push him away. And if he had asked for more, well, she didn’t want to think about where that might lead.

When the passionate kiss finally ended, they were both panting, hearts racing, bodies hot and restless. His face remained handsome and calm, while hers flushed a deep red.

Holding her firmly by the waist, Connor pulled her close against his chest. Lowering his head, he pressed his forehead against hers, their noses touching, breaths mingling.

“Are you satisfied this time?” he asked, his voice hoarse.

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Regaining a bit of her senses, Marissa was still slightly angry. The kiss had drained her strength, making it impossible to push him away or escape his embrace.

Weakly, she punched his shoulder twice.

If she were Black Mallow in her usual state, these punches would be powerful, but now they felt more like playful taps.

Connor couldn’t help but laugh softly, the sound filled with happiness and affection.

The girl, now weak in his arms, resembled a shy flower—beautiful and adorable, starkly different from the fierce warrior he had seen before.

He enjoyed watching her fight, but he also loved seeing her shy and coy like this. Every aspect of her made his heart race.

The more he looked, the stronger his desire grew, and he couldn’t resist lowering his head to kiss her lips again.noveldrama

The kiss lingered, deep and long, but now it was tender, unlike the fiery passion of before.

Connor felt a stirring in his heart, a longing to take things further, wishing Marissa would stay by his side forever, becoming his real wife.

Yet, he knew she was inexperienced in love, which was why she didn’t resist his kisses. Deep down, though, she wasn’t ready to go further with him. She hadn’t yet made up her mind about loving him or the idea of real marriage.

If he pushed their relationship beyond her comfort zone, she’d resent him once the heat of the moment faded.

He adored her but wouldn’t force anything. He respected her feelings.

So, he pulled back, resting his forehead against hers, and gently reminded her,

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