Chapter 220
Did Lennon say anything about the reward?
She had not yet experienced such a thing, and became increasingly nervous.
My heart was about to jump out.
Sensing the girl’s nervousness, Lennon pulled away from her lips and chuckled softly, Relax, Marie. I’m not going to eat you.”
With that, Lennon leaned in for another kiss.
At first, he kissed very gently and lightly, stopping at a shallow level.
Mariela was surprised and wondered if she had been overthinking.
Soon, she changed her mind.
Lennon’s kiss deepened gradually, with the sweet peach scent lingering on their lips, and Mariela began to feel short of breath.
She held hands tightly with Lennon, her whole body on the verge of boiling, feeling intensely hot.
Everything happened naturally.
At the final step, Lennon stopped and asked her, “Marie, is it okay?”
Mariela nodded with a red face.
There were condoms in the box on the bedside table.
After taking the necessary safety measures, Lennon finally got down to business..
This was a completely new experience for Mariela.
Before she came, she had thought about the first time between the two of them happening.
Doing the math, she had been with Lennon for several months already, which wasn’t considered too fast.
At first, Lennon’s actions were very gentle, afraid of hurting her, but later he gradually added more force.
Mariela was immersed in desire, completely lost and following Lennon aimlessly.
Lennon didn’t stop until the late night.
Mariela fell into a deep sleep.
I slept until the afternoon of the next day.
Mariela groggily opened her eyes, and it was already three o’clock in the afternoon.
The surroundings were empty, Lennon had already woken up.
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It snowed all night, and outside the window was a vast expanse of white, dressed in silver and wrapped in pureness, like a dreamland.
Outside, tourists were playing, building snowmen and having snowball fights, creating a lively and cheerful atmosphere. The bed was by the window, and Mariela watched for a while through the glass. Suddenly, she felt a strong desire to go out and build a snowman in the snowy field.
“Awake? Are you hungry?” Lennon’s voice came from behind.
Mariela turned her head and saw him holding a tray with a bowl of porridge and some pastries.
Lennon placed the tray on the small round table and said, “I just went downstairs to buy the pork congee with preserved eggs that you love and some special snacks from Bormio. Do you want to try them?”
Mariela nodded, “Okay, I’ll go freshen up first.”
Mariela got out of bed and almost fell down when her feet touched the ground.
Lennon quickly caught her, pulling her into his arms, and with a meaningful tone, he asked, “Are your legs weak?”
