Leonel then grasped her waist and kissed her forcefully.

Caught up in his arousal, Leonel spent a considerable amount of time as he kissed and caressed her. His voice quivered as he asked, “Why aren't you aroused yet?"

She was not like this before.

Leonel brooded over how submissive Alexis used to be around Calvin which ignited a spark of anger in him. His attempts at seduction intensified, yet her response was lukewarm. Resigned, he continued regardless...

Perspiration beaded on his brow.

Drops of his sweat fell onto the couch and trailed down her neck.

Leonel's behavior was harsh.

During their third round, he regained some clarity and adopted a softer touch.

He planted kisses on the nape of her neck, where Calvin had once kissed. He remarked these spots with his essence.

Alexis teetered on the brink of collapse beneath him.

He finally found contentment well past midnight.

They were both breathless and clung to each other. After some time, Leonel softly kissed her ear again. Without words, Alexis understood his thoughts lingered around Calvin kissing her before.

She gently distanced herself from Leonel as she needed a moment and said emotionlessly, “Avoid leaving any hickeys.”

This request seemed to provoke him.

Leonel's actions turned frenzied. He gripped her head and kissed her with wild abandon and then demanded her to reciprocate.

Her body was a vision of beautiful mess.

Now, it bore the evidence of their encounter. She was now covered in hickeys.

Irritated, Alexis pushed him away. "What are you, a dog?"

Leonel still naked, leaned against the sofa. He was indifferent.

He lit a cigarette and puffed smoke as he watched her.