Chapter 1282

There was still a faint scent of cherry on his lips. He couldn't help but lightly lick them, as if savoring the lingering taste. While lost in thoughts, he drifted off into a hazy sleep, only to have a dream that was even more outrageous than being forcefully kissed. … The mattress was low, making it hard for Xavier to sit down. Lily had him hold onto her shoulders in an attempt to use her own body to bear the weight as he sat down. But she had overestimated her own strength. The moment he was halfway down, she couldn't hold him and fell straight onto him. The two of them fell onto the mattress, her body landing atop his chest. Beside her ear came Xavier's muffled groan, his voice low and hoarse. She lifted her head, only to find their noses bumping unexpectedly. Her lips brushed across his thin ones, their breaths mingling in the air. Xavier's large hand instinctively settled on the small of her back. She felt a sudden tightness at her waist, as if the air had been stolen from