Chapter 169 His Passionate Kiss
Lillian was carried by Jackson into the elevator, going up.
She was anxious, and Jackson's cold and hard shoulder made her dizzy and nauseous, with waves of discomfort in her stomach.
She shook her legs and said, "Jackson, put me down! I'll vomit all over you again!"
Jackson's voice was deep as he said, "Try if you dare."
His whole body exuded indifference, and the tension in his muscles made Lillian acutely feel his suppressed anger and irritability.
Lillian gritted her teeth and stared at his buttocks below her line of sight. She thought about the times he spanked her, even in public just now, stirring up new and old grievances in her heart.
She slapped Jackson's buttocks twice.
To her surprise, the feeling was quite good.
'Has Jackson always had such a perky butt?' she thought.
Unable to resist, Lillian slapped him hard again.
The next moment, she felt dizzy and was released by him, held by the waist.
Lillian's legs went weak, and before she could steady herself, Jackson's firm body pressed against her, pinning her tightly in the corner of the elevator.
"Lillian! Where do you think you're slapping?" His handsome face turned grim, his eyes hiding long-suppressed emotions.
Feeling a bit guilty, Lillian straightened her neck defiantly and said, "You wouldn't let me go! You've spanked me several times. What's wrong with me slapping you?"
Raising his hand to hold Lillian's chin, Jackson mockingly curled his lips. "Spanking is a sexual hint. Lillian, is this your attitude towards divorce?"
Lillian was stunned and then blushed.
She said flusteredly, "I'm not! How is that a sexual hint? It is you..."
Jackson often spanked her, starting when she was fifteen. Why was it a lesson for her when he did it but a sexual hint when she did it?
That was so hypocritical!
Before she could finish protesting, Jackson fiercely silenced her with a deep kiss.
Jackson had been drinking tonight, his lips carrying the taste of whiskey, not strong but spreading through every corner of Lillian's mouth with his intense kiss.
His kiss was passionate, and his breath was scorching. The hair on his forehead fell with sweat, brushing against Lillian's nose, bringing her a surprising tickling sensation.
As Lillian came to her senses and tried to push Jackson away, she found herself about to bite him.
Unexpectedly, before she could, Jackson lightly bit her.
Feeling the sharp pain on her tongue, Lillian teared up in agony.
Lillian felt both aggrieved and resentful, but the painful spot was then soothed by his licking and sucking, seeming both comforting and tender.
The elevator was small and quiet, filled with the sounds of their kissing, which seemed so loud.
Blushing to her neck, Lillian felt extreme shame. She was unable to break free, and her eyelashes trembled as tears fell.
Sensing the tears, Jackson finally let her go. He stepped back slightly and looked down at the pitiful, crying Lillian in front of him.
"Why cry? The one showing off tonight isn't me," Jackson teased.
However, Lillian was far from feeling okay! She felt extremely stifled.
Hearing Jackson speak like that, she choked up. "Let me go. You said in the hospital last time that you'd let me go. We're getting divorced, and we'll be strangers. You can't treat me like this anymore."
His thin lips sneered again as he said, "I also said last time, don't show up in front of me again! How did you manage that? Provoking me constantly, hinting at me, and now playing hard to get. I think you need a lesson!"
Jackson pressed against Lillian's abdomen fiercely.
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