Chapter 302 - Feed Her And Kiss Her! (2/2)

He was here to eat her.

After that bite, he fed himself.

He kissed her, and by the time he stopped, she was feeling breathless.

”You are a pervert,” Lisa grumbled, saliva and oil trickling down the corner of her mouth.

Elliot chuckled and said, ”What you think about me will change pretty soon.”

Lisa didn't understand what he meant by that.

She was in such a spot that she couldn't think clearly. Her butt was on his lap. One of his hands held her waist, keeping her captive and making it impossible to get away from him. She wanted to stand up.

However, even after exhausting all her strength, she failed. She opened her mouth to say something, but Elliot put food into it. She once again felt dazed as various heavenly aromas assaulted her senses. The moment she gulped down what was in her mouth, he kissed her!

This one lasted for a minute.

When he stopped eating her mouth, the tips of her ears turned red

”Let go of me, you big bully!” She cried out while squirming in his embrace.

”Only after we finish eating.” He said with an adamant expression on his face.

Lisa cursed him.

They weren't eating alright.

She was the only one here to stuff herself like a pig with meat and seafood.

He, though, wasn't here to eat.

He was just here to kiss her until she turns silly!

She knew that he would do what he said, that she could do nothing to change it. If she was more powerful than him, then she could escape. But she was not, and thus, she could only endure his extreme bullying.

He started feeding and kissing her.

By the time he finished, Lisa's tummy seemed filled to the brim, and she was panting. Her head rested on his chest. The tips of her nose, her cheeks, her ears, and the rim of her eyes all were red like the sweetest of wine. And the redness on her flesh was the evidence of Elliot's extreme bullying.

”I take back what I said before.”

”Hmm?”

”You're not a pervert. You're scum, the king of perverted bastards!”

Elliot: My soon-to-be-wife has a sweet but knife-like tongue.

The sweetness of her tongue was addicting to him, and he was willing to get stabbed by its sharpness if that meant tasting it again and again.

Lisa: ??? How can I stop my man from kissing me?!