Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 207

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 207 Sweet

Lance took a bite of Yvette's lips and then released her.

"Hiss..."

Yvette touched her lips.

Yvette was fine, but her lips looked swollen.

They were red and looked even more attractive.

"You... What are you doing?"

She was so drunk that her voice sounded soft. She didn't seem to be angry, but she looked more like acting cute.

In order not to fall down, she put her hands around his waist.

"Why did you sneak out of the hospital? Did the doctor agree with it?" Yvette asked again.

"You left me in the hospital. And you came to drink with someone else. How can you do that?" Lance said, narrowing his eyes. "They are all my colleagues," Yvette retorted.

Lance pinched the tip of her small nose and snorted, "If I didn't come to pick you up, you would have gone with them."

"I won't..."

She burped. The taste was sweet, and there was also a hint of milk smell.

In short, it was sweet.

Yvette covered her mouth in fear. She thought that it was very indecent to burp in public.

Yvette said in a soft voice, "I'm... so sorry."

Lance laughed. He seemed to be very happy.

He thought that Yvette was so cute and sweet after she drank some wine.

He took her hand off, and then he said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. I like it very much.

"But in the future, when I'm not around with you, you're not allowed to drink."

Lance slowly warned her in a low voice.

He didn't want others to see her cute appearance.

Yvette curled her lips and said unhappily, "You are so overbearing. You're like the person I know."

Lance grabbed her chin with his slender and beautiful fingers. He caressed her soft lips as he said in at hoarse voice, "Who is it?"

"He looks as handsome as you, but he is... a bad guy," Yvette said unhappily.

She felt a bit dizzy. She wanted to lean into the man's arms, but Lance refused to let her. He pinched her chin and asked her. "Why is he bad? Tell me."

"He is... Because..."

Tears filled Yvette's eyes. After a long time, she said in a wronged tone, "I don't want to say it."

"Okay, then don't. Let's do something happy, okay?" Lance held her face and coaxed her softly.

"Happy?" Yvette was confused. She poked his chest and asked, "Are you sure you can do it?"

She was thinking that Lance's injury was not completely healed, so he should not be able to play games. However, Lance thought that she was challenging him.

Lance's eyes darkened, and he stuffed his slender fingers into her mouth. "You will know when you try."

Yvette clicked his finger out of curiosity, and she muttered, "It's salty."

"Is that so?" Lance looked like a beast that had been lurking in the darkness for a long time, dangerous and unfathomable..

Then, he pulled out his wet fingers, grabbed the back of her head with one hand, and tilted his head to kiss her.

The driver glanced through the rearview mirror and saw the girl sitting on Lance's lap. Their posture was intimate.

In an instant, the driver's hands trembled in fear. Then he raised the partition in a second.

Clank!

Yvette was pressed against the partition. Her pink lips were covered by Lance's mouth. And Lance kept using his tongue to tease her.

Soon, he was not satisfied with it. He wanted more. Then his tongue stretched into her mouth.

At the same time, he kept kissing her lips. Lance sucked her lips skillfully. Yvette's mouth was filled with his tongue.

She felt very hot, but she also felt comfortable. It was as if she was being tightly sucked by thousands of small hooks.

A strange feeling aroused from Yvette's body. She wanted to get closer to him.

But Lance suddenly let go of her. Her lips were swollen.

"Do you want more?" Lance said in a deep voice. He stared at her.

Yvette's mouth was still open. She gasped for breath with a flushing face. She was so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry.

"Don't..."

What Yvette wanted to say was not to stop kissing her, but her mind was a mess and she was powerless.

Lance's eyes darkened, and he asked fiercely, "What?"

"How can you..."

Yvette was about to cry as tears filled her eyes.

She only felt that this person was so bad since he didn't kiss her anymore.

Yvette pouted.

The next second, Lance lowered his head and kissed her lips again. He made her mouth open forcibly and stretched his tongue into her mouth again. The comfortable and amazing feeling came back.

Lance held her head. His clothes were neat, and his expression looked calm and indifferent, but his body was burning.

His tongue reached into her mouth, stirring it with great force. He sucked her tongue hard, doing what he wanted.

Yvette's whole body went limp, and her tongue was numb.

She breathed heavily, not able to say anything else.

She could only smell his breath. Her mouth was slightly open, and her body was trembling in his arms.

It was hard for her to endure it, but she also fell in love with the feeling of being kissed by him.

She even stuck out her tongue to tease him, imitating his movements and sucking his tongue.

Her kiss made Lance's eyes darken even more. He looked like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time.

He stopped, his finger pressing against her lips as he gently rubbed them. He said in a hoarse voice, "Is that okay if we make love in the car?"

Yvette's head was dizzy. She was about to get excited. When he stopped kissing her, she felt disappointed.

She felt uncomfortable.

When Lance moved his fingertip to her lips, she opened her mouth and sucked half of his finger without thinking...

Lance was dazed for half a second and couldn't help but let out a low groan.

He frowned slightly as he watched her suck his finger. Her soft and smooth tongue wrapped around his finger. It was like his finger was soaking in a warm hot spring.

At this time, no one could stand it.

Lance narrowed his eyes and lowered his head. "You ask for it."

The car sped through the road, and the two were having sex in the car...

A moment later.

They arrived at the VIP parking lot of the hospital.

"Here we are," Lance reminded Yvette.

"Didn't we arrive a long time ago? We've already made love a few times..." Yvette said in a soft voice.

Lance smiled happily. He looked at her with a kind smile,

"Is this enough?"

He opened the door with one hand and coaxed her in a low voice, "I will make you happy all night, okay?" Yvette did not even have time to speak. She was carried out by Lance.

"Ah!

She cried out in alarm and held him tightly. "Hey, you can't carry me out like this... My clothes are still in the car..."

"I'll get them tomorrow."

A cool breeze blew from under her feet.

Yvette was frightened and hung tightly on the man like a baby kangaroo.

Lance lowered his head and calmly pulled his windbreaker. He wrapped her tightly. "Don't be afraid. No one will see.

The lift in the VIP parking area would only open to one car at a time. It was very private.

The ward was on the 12th floor, and Lance was the only patient on the 12th floor.

The lift slowly rose. It had just been a few minutes, but Yvette felt that it was especially long.

Suddenly, the lift stopped on the 8th floor.

The door immediately opened.