89: Chapter 90 Baby, What Should We Do?

89: Chapter 90 Baby, What Should We Do?

Joanna Lawrence couldn’t open the car door and turned her head with a huff, biting her lip and glaring at him: “Open the door, I want to get out.”

Ashton Heath smiled with the corner of his lips: “Kiss me, and I’ll let you out.”

His teasing irritated her, and she glared at him, saying: “I won’t…”

Before her last word could leave her lips, she was suddenly pulled into his arms.

“Mmm…” Ashton kissed her deeply, lifting her face from her chin and ravishing the sweetness of her lips and teeth.

The taste of the girl in his arms was too delightful.

At first, he only intended to kiss her gently but soon lost control.

The gentle kiss turned into a passionate one, almost as if it could steal away her very soul.

The temperature inside the car began to rise.

The air was filled with a seductive and romantic atmosphere.

The sound of their intertwining lips and teeth made their faces blush and hearts race.

The delicate girl in his arms softened like a pool of water, her fair little hands weakly pulling at the buttons of his shirt, her breathing heavy and rapid, her blushing face like a peach blossom in full bloom.

Ashton was moved by the passionate kiss.

He couldn’t help but let his hand, which was holding her tender waist, slip inside her clothes.

“Mmm, don’t…”

Suddenly feeling a chill on her chest, Joanna came to her senses and pushed him away with her blushing face.

Ashton was also somewhat shaken by her push.

He looked up and gazed at Joanna with his dark, passionate eyes, still red from the passionate kiss, and took a few seconds to reluctantly look away.

His breathing was a bit rapid, and his voice was hoarse in his response: “Baby, what should we do?”

Joanna’s face was flushed and her heartbeat was racing, but she couldn’t even look at him: “What do you mean, what do we do?”

Ashton looked at her steadily, his eyes dark like a deep sea: “I’m hungry.”

“You’re hungry?” Joanna didn’t react at first, and said with surprise, “Didn’t you just eat lunch not too…”

She swallowed her last word when she noticed the response on his body and blushed again with embarrassment.

“Ashton Heath …” Joanna panicked, she pushed at his hot, solid chest hesitantly, her voice weak and pleading, “I want to get out of the car.

Let me go.”

“Baby.” Ashton tightened his grip on her waist, his deep, hoarse voice held back: “Don’t be afraid.

It’s because I like you that I respond this way.

Just be a good girl and don’t move, or I can’t guarantee that I won’t lose control and take you.”

Joanna stopped moving immediately after hearing his words.

Her body stiffened as she sat in his embrace.

Ashton’s body tensed as well, hugging her tightly and breathing heavily into her shoulder.

A few minutes later.

His breathing slowly calmed down.

Joanna bit her lip, tears welling up: “Are you… feeling better?

Can you let me go now?”

These few minutes felt like an eternity to her.

Ashton stroked her head, then pinched her chin and kissed her again, speaking hoarsely: “Okay, let’s go.

I’ll take you to the dormitory building.”

“No need, I can go by myself…”

Joanna instinctively wanted to refuse, but when she saw his face darken and his eyes grow cold, she hesitated: “Don’t you want me to take you?

Do you think I’m so disgraceful that you don’t want people to know you’re with me?”