Chapter 1274: Bath (4)_1

"Hold it in, don't swallow." He struggled to speak, and Emma Smith obeyed his words, "and then -"

Suddenly he moved closer, capturing her lips, using his agile tongue to gently part her pearly teeth, mixing the sweet wine in his mouth with hers, rolling it between their lips and sucking.

There was still a bit of wine left in her glass, but who cared? She let it pour out weakly, her fingers loosened, and the glass silently fell into the bathtub. The wine spilled, filling the air with a faint sweet aroma as the steam rose.

Compared to his earlier forceful intrusion, his movements now could be considered gentle and lingering. He too put his glass on the edge of the tub, holding her head tightly with both hands, sucking the wine from her mouth as if tasting the most exquisite delicacy, as if he was sucking her soul!