Chapter 357:
But Wallflower wasn’t the type to surrender easily. She was strong-willed and determined, never one to stay in a passive position. After a fierce struggle, she managed to push Memphis onto his back, straddling his chest, one hand gripping his throat while the other held back his roaming hands.

"You scoundrel..."

From this position, Wallflower could see Memphis’ face, filled with excitement and playful mischief, while he could also fully admire her flawless body.

This woman was truly a masterpiece, every inch of her body exuding a seductive allure. He was already thinking of a new nickname for her—perhaps "Little Milkmaid."

Without hesitation, Memphis retracted his hand and grabbed both of her legs, his gaze locking onto the most tempting sight in front of him.

Wallflower’s intimate area was already soaked. Her delicate, pink folds quivered slightly, swollen with arousal. A slick, transparent fluid slowly oozed out from between them, matting the sparse hairs that clung like wet grass af
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