His Fixation

You are our last hope 4

"That's too much. I'm hurt."

Sahar stared at him, who looked happy.

Kavian Parsa Soroush,head of the management strategy division of Soroush Construction, lost his mother when he was five years old, and became a member of the family, and has been fiercely fighting with the people that keep him in check for being out of wedlock. Even his stepmother and half-brother, who despised him as illegitimate, eventually knelt at that foot of his. He's a clever and shrewd man.

She knew a little about him even before the marriage. She heard that some of the people who went against his will were beaten to death with a golf club and disappeared. Maybe he did more to get to his current position. At first, it was scary to have such a person as a husband.

But meeting him in person was unexpected. He was kind enough to cut the steak for her, and he often smiled softly. Is he supposed to be this generous to women?

The two looked into each other's eyes in silence.

"Now you're looking me in the eye."

He broke the silence first. He was now breathtakingly close.

"How can I make you like me?"

"I don't want you... to touch me carelessly."

Shs looked scared as he grabbed her chin. However, rather than letting go, he leaned deeply toward her.

"Tell me. I'm desperate right now."

She was completely trapped between the car door and him. The hot breath tickled her cheek.

"I'm so desperate that I can't see anything."

"I said I didn't want you to touch... Hm."

Sahar couldn't continue talking. It's because he took in her lips as if he couldn't stand it.

The man's moist tongue stirred in her mouth, and he found her small tongue. She moaned at the act of touching each other's tongue.

"I'll do more than this."

The coat button came undone in an instant. He untied her coat like a beast, then slipped his hand into her.

She froze.

A hand that came into her clothes grabbed one side of her chest hotly. He has no hesitation. He pulled the bra up in one stroke and rubbed it carelessly.

A white chest that has never been touched by anyone...

"No, there's a person..."

She pushed his chest desperately. Because of the fact that Mr Kamran was in the driver's seat, she was embarrassed.

"Then open your mouth. I'll just kiss you."

Kavian whispered soothingly.

He looked at her lips and rubbed the nipple between his fingers. She was so unbearably cute, she flinched and bit her lower lip every time he did so.

"Do you like this better than a kiss?"

"Ha...! That's not it..."

He muttered lowly and moved his fingers. He squeezed the sensitive bumps to the limit with his thumb and rubbed the areolas. She gasped and grabbed his wrist.

"It's hard. Your nipples."

"Don't do that..."

"Then pick up your knitwear and show it to me."

She bit her lip until it hurt. She felt like she was going to let out a high-pitched moan. He licked her earlobe sloppily.

"Your chest. You don't like it?"