Her Tears Are His Weakness novel Chapter 229

Ethan had never been teased so brazenly before. For a moment, he didn't know how to react.

Then, Layla's wandering hand slipped under his shirt. The coolness of her fingers on his skin made Ethan freeze, completely unsure of how to react.

It took him a long moment before he finally spoke. "Layla, maybe you should take a good look at who I am."

He was startled by how hoarse he sounded.

Layla could only make out a familiar outline. Her blurred vision settled on Ethan's moving lips. In her drunken haze, the lips looked so rosy that they suddenly looked incredibly tempting. It made her want to taste him.

Her reasoning had long been drowned in alcohol. To her, this man was clearly seducing her, and there was no reason to not satiate her desires. More importantly, he looked so much like the man she longed for. They were so alike that she couldn't help but wonder if he really was him.

Layla rose on her toes without hesitation and leaned in toward Ethan.

The moment their lips met, Ethan's mind went blank. His senses overwhelmed him as his heart pounded, and his blood surged with heat in an instant. Every nerve in his body came alive.

Instinctively, he pulled her into his arms. He cradled the back of her head with a hand as he deepened the kiss.

It was a forceful, possessive kiss, with not a trace of gentleness. Layla was nearly breathless from it.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Have you never been with a woman before?"

Ethan just looked down at her in silence, saying nothing.

Layla lay in his arms as she panted. Suddenly, she grinned and said cheerfully, "Do you want me to spend the night with you?"

Ethan pressed his lips into a tight, tense line as if he were barely holding himself back.

Layla drawled, "What's with that tortured look? I could make you feel even more desperate in bed—"

Before she could finish, Ethan bent down to scoop her up into a bridal carry and walked out of the room.