Chapter 38 Unknown Date

Bathed in the cold moonlight from outside the window, Lambert carried Lydia into the room. Leaning forward, his sexy muscles hinted through the thin shirt, pressing against her softness, incredibly ambiguous.

His hot and domineering tongue ravaged Lydia's slightly parted lips, making her scalp tingle, her toes curling involuntarily.

Helplessly, she grasped Lambert's strong arm, like a drowning person clutching at the last piece of driftwood.

Lambert switched on the bedside lamp, casting a warm, dim light that made the room even more ambiguous and tender.

Propping himself up on his arm, Lambert pressed his body even closer to Lydia's, and she could even feel the blazing heat against her thighs.

Lambert's fingers gently traced her face, his eyes already tinged with red, yet still suppressing the raging desire, his voice husky as he asked, "Is it okay?"

Lydia felt her whole body burning up, she bit her lip, unable to speak.

Lambert's eyes grew even darker, a throbbing ache in his lower a