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My Killing President novel Chapter 483

She pondered for a while and looked at Alistair, “Just give me a little bit more time. So many things are happening now. Let’s wait until everything is settled, then let’s discuss about this, okay?”

When Alistair looked at Annabelle’s blushing face, he had a growing impulse.

The woman wasn’t pretending to be shy as she blushed, it was all natural and that made her all the more alluring.

Alistair stared at her for a long long while. Finally, he said, “All right, I will give you time. But when the time comes, I will not let you go like this again!”

Annabelle stared at the man and nodded.

She decided to drag as long as she could.

She felt that she wasn’t able to overcome that mentality yet.

Let it be so for now!

She thought that was all. But Alistair added a term.

“It is fine if you don’t want to do it today. But you must give me a kiss!” Alistair said.

Annabelle pondered for a while: it was just a kiss and it wasn’t the first time. The woman made up her mind and got up to kiss on his lips.

Alistair was stunned.

“Just like that?!”

Annabelle nodded.

“I want a French kiss!”

Annabelle, “… Alistair, you better don’t push it!”

“If you don’t agree, then I won’t as well!” Alistair started to act like a bully. He laid himself on Annabelle and didn’t want to get down. The man moved his hands slowly and started to threaten her.

“You…” As Annabelle looked at Alistair, she felt that she was going crazy.

His tongue tactfully found its way into her lips and sucked on the tip of her tongue, and began leading her on and on…

There was a saying that says men were born to do these things naturally. They don’t have to learn and that was true.

A woman wasn’t able to be that aggressive and invasive. It was generally men that leads the intimacy.

She thought she would be able to settle it with a kiss. However, Alistair had no intention to let her go. The man kissed her more and more indulgingly. His hands begun to touch all over her body.

Annabelle didn’t feel it at first. But when his hand moved inside her clothes, she jerked up to her senses.

And she stopped his hands right away.

“Alistair, don’t forget what you just promised!” Annabelle looked at Alistair and said. The woman’s cheek was flushed after the passionate intimacy. She was absolutely beautiful and alluring.

Alistair stared at the woman and he couldn’t help but moved closer again. However, Annabelle’s eyes were following his hands closely and carefully.

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