Eileen froze for a moment, obediently snuggling against Rafael's chest, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, and nuzzling him. "Rafael..."

Rafael's tensed body was completely destroyed by her actions, and he gritted his teeth. "Sweetie, you're trying to kill me."

Thirty minutes later, they arrived at the villa, but it only took Rafael one minute to pin Eileen down on the bed.

Rafael's temperature was alarmingly hot, and Eileen didn't even know when his desire ignited. All she felt was his scorching heat tonight.

Several times, his kisses pressed deeply against her lips, and Eileen felt as if she were facing an erupting volcano.

Intense and fervent, just like...