Chapter 118

She clearly wasn’t great at taking the lead—her kiss was stiff and clueless, more like a quick peck. She tried to move a little, but had no idea what she was doing. Watching her fumble, William couldn't help but smile—his lazy, narrow eyes crinkled with amusement. He palmed her back gently and murmured close to her ear, “Open your mouth.” Elsie parted her lips, and immediately felt his warm breath as he kissed her again. “That's my girl…” She picked it up fast—quick learner, obedient too. “Tongue,” he said softly. She did what she was told, no hesitation. William kissed her slow, deep, patiently showing her how to breathe each other in, how to let affection flow through every touch of their lips. She followed his lead seriously, carefully. But between the two of them, he was always in control—he just made her think she was the one kissing him. The kiss gradually deepened, and slowly, William took full command. Elsie didn’t notice at all—like a little lamb blindly walking into the wolf’