19. Mr. Baron's Anger

Without Amayra knowing it, she squeezed Inder's shoulder tightly, she did not dare to look at Inder. Amayra bit her lower lip, holding back nervously. Especially at this time, Inder's hands were wrapped around his waist, holding his body from falling.

Inder growled inwardly as Amayra's body began to move uncomfortably over him.

'Damn it!' cursed Inder silently.

Amayra gasped as Inder's hand squeezed her waist firmly, until her body was almost completely attached to Inder's body, Inder's gaze was now shrouded in a mist of passion that a girl as innocent as Amayra could not understand.

"Sister Inder, why is your face flushed?"

Inder looked at Amayra with a look that was hard to decipher. After that, Inder pulled the nape of his neck and crushed Amayra's lips again. I don't know why he has difficulty controlling himself for the time being. Amayra really drove him crazy.

Amayra only resigned herself to Inder's thick lips kissing her lips again, her eyes closed to enjoy the intoxicating ki