Chapter 939

What… What vulgar things was Wilson saying! Yvette was blushing furiously, but before she could say anything, Wilson lifted her chin up and kissed her passionately. His kiss was strong, domineering, and carried a strong aggression. Yvette was kissed until she was breathless. When she felt something hard pressing against her, her face reddened even further. With her last shreds of rationality, she pushed against his chest. "No… We're not doing this! Your injury hasn't healed yet!" The wound on his abdomen was not yet healed. It would be troublesome if it reopened. "It's alright, baby. I'll be gentle…" Wilson's deep, husky voice was bewitching. The next instant, he kissed her again, not allowing her any chance to refuse. He hadn't properly touched her in so long that he couldn't bear it any longer. As the night progressed, silence fell outside. However, the sound of the bell kept ringing inside the bedroom without pause. "Enough… Ugh…" Her eyes became unfocused from their passio