A Wild and Hot Cutie

Chapter 133 Alisa, you even dare hook up with men 2

When the elevator closes slowly, Alisa is very anxious. Davis reaches out his hands, presses her on

the wall, and bends down to kiss her.

His burning tongue, in her small lips, stirs the earth.

Alisa's small body suddenly softens, her face is burning hot.

A pair of small hands pushes Davis desperately.

"Bite" When the elevator stops, Davis releases his hand and he presses the top floor immediately.

"No…" Alisa is afraid of being seen and blushes badly.

Davis cannot stop kissing. He is addicted to kissing. The hem of Alisa's shirt is pulled to her neck. The

white softness breast is exposed in the air. He grabs the red cherry lip and tastes it wildly.

At the thought of Alisa and John talking and laughing together intimately, Davis is furious and his mouth

becomes more powerful.

A slight tingling accompanies by a strong sense of relief rushes towards Alisa like a tide.

Her hands are pressed on the wall by him, and her small head is writhing desperately, and her tied hair

is twisted and disordered.

"Pain, let me go..."

Davis grabs the sweet breast and gasps with his deep voice full of lust.

"It's a punishment for you. You can only laugh at me in the future."

Alisa's confused look becomes clear again. She is ashamed and angry. She watches the elevator go

up a little bit. She is afraid that this scene will be seen by her colleagues.

Struggling desperately, Davis's evil big hand, like a viper, gets into her body.

He kisses crazily, down the flat belly

"Ding..." The elevator stopped again.

After the electricity building stops at the top floor, Alisa's clothes has been torn in pieces by him, her

skirt has been turned up, and her pants has been pulled between her white knees.

Davis is very satisfied with his masterpiece. He takes off his suit and wraps it around her. At the

moment when the elevator door opens, he grabs her horizontally and walks out of the elevator lobby.

Fortunately, there is no one.

Davis strides into his office. On the other side of his office, there is a medium-sized bedroom with a

sofa bed for his lunch break.

Davis closes the office door, walks directly into the bedroom, and puts Alisa on the sofa bed.

The remote control in her hand is ticking. It opens to a curtain outside, revealing the prosperous night

scene of S city.

Lying in bed, they can see the whole city of S.

Alisa hasn't regained consciousness yet. Davis has pulled her legs and carries on forcefully.

With such a large open night scene, Alisa feels as if she is in the wild naked and fruitless, and she Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

resists.

"No, no, someone will see it. Close the curtains..."

Davis takes off his shirt and moves on.

"What are you afraid of? No one can see such a high place except for the helicopter. "

Davis puts Alisa's legs on her shoulders and stabs them deeply.

Alisa is drowned in a frenzied tide and slowly losses her mind.

When she wakes up in a daze, Davis is sitting on the sofa with her in his arms. The tea table in front of

him is full of food. It's very hot. It seems that it's just delivered.

There is also a sticky feeling between the legs, which is the love left by two people after passion.

Alisa's face is shy and red.

"I'll take a bath!"

Davis sits on the sofa with his legs folded. "Well, hurry up."

Alisa takes a shower and comes out wrapped in a towel. Davis is on her cell phone.

"You send Alisa's suit..."

Alisa knows that he is calling Jordan, and she blushes like a shrimp.

"Let's go back after dinner!"

Davis looks at her fondly. Alisa is really hungry. She eats very fast. She is full of hot soup and rice.

Davis's eyes are always on the scenery in front of her chest, bright and delicate skin, with attractive

luster under the light.

In particular, the little gully in front of us is even more imaginative.

Alisa realizes Davis's hot eyes and quickly wraps the towel tightly.

Jordan brings the clothes. Alisa changes and leaves with Davis.

When she is in the car, she is so sleepy that she sleeps until the next morning.

When she wakes up, the sun is shining all over the room.

"Ah, ah, it's eight o'clock, miserable..."

Alisa looks at the clock on the wall in a panic, and notices that Davis is still sleeping.

Well, he's the boss. There's no problem when he wants to go to work. He cannot even go. But she

can't. She will be late for work the next day. What will others think of her?

Davis opens his eyes lazily, puts his hand around her waist and drags her to the bed.

"What are you doing up so early?"

"Ah, ah, it's eight o'clock. I'm going to work."

"Alisa, what are your nerves? Today is the weekend..." Davis cries in a low voice.

Alisa stays, yeah, this is the weekend!!

She touches her head and smiles at Davis sheepishly, "I'm sorry! I don't know! "

"Sleep" Davis says softly, pulling Alisa into his arms.

At noon, two people together nest on the sofa watching TV.

The news is being broadcast by the host.

"... Shares in the group have been down due to the global economy since the president of the group

was hospitalized. Michael, President Sam's father, had a heart attack and was hospitalized for

treatment..."

Alisa’s face turns white suddenly, and her uncle Michael is ill, too? In her memory, her uncle Michael is

a very kind elder and treats her very well. Why?

She raises her head abruptly, and Davis watches the TV screen, with a dark face and an inexplicable

smile.

Alisa's body quickly cooled. He did it. He must have done it.