The fragrant dumpling hovered near her lips, its delicious scent filling her nostrils.

She opened her mouth.

She bit into the dumpling he proffered, the savory filling bursting with flavorful soup, incredibly tasty.

After the first one, Isaac fetched another one and tried feeding it to her.

Camila declined.

Isaac adjusted her position on his laps, making it rather suggestive.

Camila resisted, but he secured her tighter around her waist, incapacitating her. In a commanding tone, he dictated, “Finish your meal, and I'll set you free."

“Impudent." Camila was irate.

This position was too compromising to be seen by others.

Yet he seemed nonchalant.

Isaac remained calm and kept feeding her.

To expedite her release, Camila had to comply and eat what he offered.

After a glass of milk and some dumplings, she declared, "I'm full."

Isaac queried, "For sure?"

"Do you want a look at my belly?" Camila's voice bore an unmistakable note of anger.

Isaac knew he had to go easy on her, so he chose to release her for the time being.

Camila, savoring her regained freedom, didn't immediately rise from him. Rather, she moved closer, hugging his head, before opening her mouth to nip at his lips!

And she bit with considerable vigor.

A hint of a frown crossed Isaac's face.

Yet he made no move to pull away. Instead, he gazed at her with a fond look.