Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 685 - 681, I like you.
Mia Foster was expected to be shy because his unintentional act made her react so, but her response this time was beyond Felix Shaw’s expectation. She lifted the towel that was covering her face, took the initiative to hook his neck, met his peach blossom eyes, and said, "No, I want to try with you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mia pressed down with both arms, stood on tiptoe, and her warm lips voluntarily pressed against his. The moment their lips touched, Felix Shaw, a veteran playboy who lingered among women, actually forgot how to react. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
His peach blossom eyes stared straight at Mia Foster, watching her slightly trembling eyelashes while her lips gently encased his, the little tongue ceaselessly moving on top...
The kiss lacked sophistication, like licking ice cream, but Felix Shaw’s arms had somehow already tightly encircled Mia Foster’s waist. The hair dryer he was holding dropped on the tile floor with a clang, without affecting the two at all.
Her lips were soft and moist, freshly bathed and uncoated with lip balm, tender - just the way he liked. And her mouth, with a faint taste of the food she just ate for supper, blending with the taste in his own mouth, was a wondrous sensation...
Though inexperienced, Mia instinctively rubbed her arms hooked around Felix Shaw’s neck with force, stimulating a certain man.
Kissing Mia’s ear suddenly paused, quickly moving down her neck and conveniently landing inside the wide-open lapel of her robe, sucking softly – a light, fragmented moan escaped from above, "...Felix...I like you..."
Unknown currents spread throughout her body, and Mia instinctively tilted her head back. They were engaged to be married, and she was willing to give herself to him.
The kiss continued, and feeling his arousal, Felix Shaw lifted Mia and strode toward the bathroom door.
In the suite, the two fell onto the large bed and continued their kiss passionately. Felix Shaw, kissing the woman beneath him, eagerly shed his own robe. Mia was also in a robe, which, in the midst of their struggle, had come undone and now lay open at her side. Her skin flushed with rouge as if she were a blooming flower, awaiting Felix Shaw’s harvest...
Ding-a-ling-ling...
Some inappropriate timing for a phone’s ringing in the background, yet the fervent pair on the bed had no intention to care, until the ringing stopped on its own, and they continued their intense embrace.
Mia Foster, who had never had a boyfriend, had a man experienced in foreplay trying to fully prepare her so it wouldn’t hurt too much... But the incessant ringing of the phone, ding-a-ling-ling, unsettled her already tense nerves. Pushing on Felix Shaw’s shoulder, she said, "...Felix, the phone..."
"Ignore it!" The man, edging on the brink, had no intention of answering the phone. The special ringtone set for someone kept ringing non-stop, and soon after automatically disconnecting, it started ringing again.
Wanting to be undisturbed, Felix Shaw contemplated simply turning the phone off, irritatedly propping himself up, getting up and walking towards the sofa.
Watching his proudest part stride confidently, Mia Foster scrambled up on the bed, sheepishly biting her lip.
His body was truly superb, far better than any male model she had seen on catwalks abroad.
Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, standard six-pack abs, and...the sexy V-lines extending downwards...
