Desires Die Hard (Anya and Evan) by Beryl Occam
Chapter 830

Chapter 830 Anya Is Misguided By Evan

"Evan, behave yourself!" Anya observed the desire in his eyes.

She blushed and warned him.

"Then give me a kiss." A smile formed on Evan's face when he saw her nervous face and glowing cheeks.

"Will you let me get down if I kiss you?" Anya stared at him with eager eyes.

Evan nodded. "Of course. I have never lied to you before, have I?"

He was right. Anya called up her courage, leaning towards him and kissing him on the cheek. Evan took this chance, pressing her into the soft leather seat.

He bowed his head, giving her a deep kiss. Anya did not expect this and could not escape from him.

Finally, Evan ended the kiss. Anya nudged him, complaining, "You fooled me!"

"No, I didn't. Don't you remember my words?" Evan grinned.

Anya was speechless by his words when she recalled what he said.

Wordplay?

When it came to flirting, she could never match Evan. "You caught me."

"No, I was caught by you." Evan corrected her, finger caressing her soft lips. "To be honest, my heart has been claimed by you.

"No other women, only you."

Anya was touched by his whispers of love and the starry sky above them. Her heart brimmed with happiness.

"I will go out for business tomorrow. Wait for me." Evan told her with his finger still rubbing her lips.

"How long will you be there?" Anya blinked her eyes and asked softly.

Her lips opened, with his fingertip sliding in, finger pulp slightly brushing the tip of her tongue, making her trembling.

Anya failed to refrain herself. A groan escaped from her lips.

Evan's eyes were filled with desire.

He smiled. "About three days, I guess."

He was not certain whether the designer, who used to design his mother's dress during the film festival, would offer him a hand. After all, she helped Gina because of her fame and the invitation from a television station.

It was not so easy for others to ask for her help.

"I am here for you." Anya thought she could bear for another three days without him.

"You know, we have never tried that in a cinema," Evan seduced her.

Anya was silenced by his directness.

She pushed his chest. "I prefer to be at home."

She had not been used to that.

"Sherry will cry if we make too much noise," Evan teased.

Anya's cheeks were burning. She bit her lower lip, voice trembling. "We don't need to make much noise."

She nearly bit her tongue when the words escaped from her mouth.

She had never said something so bold like that.

She believed that she was misguided by Evan.

"I don't think so. You know I'm a strong man..."

Anya felt uneasy.

She thought she was put in some kind of danger.

"Evan, we are in the cinema. We might get the seat dirty here." At least they could clean themselves in the bathroom at home.

The seat could be stained by something left by them.

Then everybody working at this cinema would talk about this couple.

Anya felt so embarrassed, so she refused him resolutely.

"Don't worry, we won't destroy the seat."

"No, I won't." It was too much for her. She bit her lip, blinked her eyes, and begged, "Please, honey."

"Well, I may taste them instead. For compensation." Evan gave up, finger leaving her lips, climbing down into her collar to her breasts. "I want to be closer to you. I don't want you to get bored with our marriage.

"I just want to deliver my passion to you."

Evan always bore this in his mind. He wanted to take good care of her, give her all the love, and have an exciting marriage. He wanted to stay by her side.

Their marriage just began. They had much time in the rest of life to enjoy themselves.

Evan hated a dull marriage. He and his wife were young. They could spend time together, like any other couple.

It would generate passion in their marriage.

Besides, Evan was willing to teach Anya many things.

She was only allowed to blossom in front of him.