" WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
Jasmine snapped out in rage, her cheeks flushing evidently. She looked mad and utterly flustered at the same time. Using one hand on his chest, she kept their distance, panting in needs.
Ralph suddenly came back to his sense. In his long years of life, it was probably the very first time that he lost control of his actions. He peeped deep into her complicated eyes then to her lips. Why did he feel so addicted by those lips?
His blood really worked well. As soon as they were gone into her stomach, the unbearable pain began to vanish and gave her relief. Ignoring her question, he asked, looking down at her womb,
" How are you feeling now?"
