Chapter 188 Honey
Althea kissed Ross with a lewd intensity, her lips moving feverishly as though she couldn't get enough of him.
Her hands tangled in his hair as she pressed her body firmly against his, her every movement exuding a confidence and hunger that left no doubt about who was in control.
It was a stark contrast between what happened in the hotel earlier, and it only added to the excitement of the scene.
This time, Althea wasn't the shy or hesitant one; she was the one in the driver's seat, steering the moment with boldness and passion.
Her actions were hypnotic, a display of raw, unrestrained desire.
Her lithe body moved with precision and grace, and every subtle shift seemed designed to ignite Ross's senses—and everyone else's as well.
For the cameramen and Robin, it was impossible not to watch. The room was filled with a thick tension, a mix of lust, jealousy, and helplessness.