Watt was still kissing her; his kiss lasted a little too long, as if he was trying to merge all the debts from this month into this long kiss.
The kiss made Summer Sutton's lips increasingly vivid and tender, her lips were swollen, and even the broken skin oozed blood, yet he still hadn't let her go.
The scorching kiss slowly moved down along her slender neck, inch by inch, he wouldn't let go of a single part…
At some point, their positions changed from her being on top to him.
Summer Sutton twisted uncomfortably under him, as if unable to endure it.
Watt kissed every inch of her body, his hands groping along her dress, trying to remove the barriers on her body, but the phone rang inappropriately at this moment.
Watt was still buried on Summer Sutton's body, showing no intention to respond.
The phone kept ringing, the caller seemingly unwilling to give up before he answered.
