Chapter 687
His lips were a thin line, his breath slightly ragged; his well-built chest was rising and falling.
The hard trek down the hill had taken its toll on him.
Thalassa, who had been focused on keeping her balance, hadn’t noticed anything else. But now as Lysander carried her across the flat ground, she realized that her body was swaying in rhythm with his steps. And her chest was also leaning against his bosom.
His uneven breath caused her body to sway slightly.
His neck, which she was clinging to, exuded a powerful masculine scent due to the sweat.
The skin of his neck that she was holding seemed to burn, making her palms feel hot. Her heart was also pulsating with a fiery sensation.
“You must be tired after carrying me through such a long way. Put me down. I can walk to the car by myself,” Thalassa quickly diverted her gaze. She dared not look at his sexy Adam’s apple.
The point was that his Adam’s apple was right in front of her, which was seductively attractive and making her breath unstable.
“Be quiet,” Lysander’s cold voice rang out, sounding powerful and domineering.
Thalassa was stunned. She dared not speak.
She didn’t know if she needed to let go of his neck or continue to hold on. The temperature in the palms seemed to rise, and her heartbeat sped up accordingly.
Lysander reached the car just as Thalassa was about to lose control. He opened the car door and put her in the passenger seat.
Lysander leaned in slightly as she rested on the seat. That made her lips reach his Adam’s apple.
The sexy, resilient, and masculine touch spread wildly between Thalassa’s lips..
Thalassa’s pupils dilated. Her heartbeat skipped a beat, and then began to pound wildly.
Lysander’s body stiffened almost imperceptibly as he felt the woman’s soft lips on his Adam’s apple.
His throat tightened and his body gave a strong reaction.
Time seemed to stand still for a second.
As Thalassa came to her senses, she quickly lowered her head and moved her lips away. She apologized in a flustered manner, “I’m sorry. I didn’t do it on purpose; it was an
accident…”
She was incoherent and didn’t know how to explain.
As she spoke, her delicate breath sprayed on Lysander’s neck formed an invisible provocation.
Lysander swallowed and straightened up. But he didn’t leave the car. He cupped her chin with his rough fingers; his deep eyes met her watery ones. He leaned down to capture her lips, devouring her restless mouth.
“Um…” Thalassa’s eyes widened in surprise.
She had intended to push him away. She had propped her hand against his chest but his punishment made her body go soft. Thus, she ended up clutching his suit.
He took her by storm, kissing her until she could barely breathe, and then let her go.
Thalassa was panting. Her eyes were filled with tears; she felt all dazed and out of it.
Lysander gently caressed her cheek with his large palm; his thumb tightly brushed her lips to wipe away the moisture. His somber gaze fixed on her bewildered eyes, his voice husky and domineering, “From now on, you are not allowed to make decisions on your own, understand?”
“Huh?” Thalassa was still confused. Her breathing was uneven as she asked.
“Do you know what would have happened if I hadn’t come up the mountain today?” Lysander’s voice was magnetic and cold, his gaze reproachful.
“There are a hundred ways to deal with Bruce, but do you understand how dangerous it is to put yourself at risk?” Lysander’s reprimanding words rang out!
Thalassa was stunned. Her chest heaved and her breathing became shallow as she looked up at Lysander
Her heart swirled in ripples as she saw his deep-set eyes.
“I…I understand.” Thalassa replied under his gaze.
“So how should I punish you for disobeying me this time, hm?” Lysander lifted her chin, his voice magnetic.