Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2731

Andrew said, "I'm going to take you!"

Luna's beautiful eyes flew wide open, filled with utter disbelief. She then felt Andrew biting her neck, and his arms wrapped tightly around her entire body.

"Andrew, don't… Please don't…" she pleaded, her panic slowly giving way to soft, suppressed moans.

His large hand had already moved to cup her chest, beginning its bold exploration. Then, his mouth captured her soft lips in a forceful, sucking kiss.

Luna's eyes remained wide, her mind a complete blank. At first, she was just clumsy and passive, simply enduring his attack. Gradually, her body temperature rose, her neck growing hot. She began to hesitantly return his kisses, soft, bone-melting sighs escaping her nose.

Andrew's greedy kissing made Luna feel like she was suffocating. When he finally pulled away, she gasped for air, feeling both ashamed and a strange, indescribable sensation.

It was then that she felt something hard pressing against a certain part of her body.

Luna was naive, but she was not stupid. As a female general and a martial arts expert, she had a master-level understanding of male and female anatomy.

She turned her head to look at Andrew in disbelief. "H-How…"

Andrew actually felt a bit embarrassed. "Sorry, it's a natural reaction… We men can't control it."

Luna first nodded, then asked quickly, "Do you want to?"

Andrew was stunned. "Wait, what do you mean?"

Luna quickly unbuckled her belt and asked again, "I'm asking if you want to. If you do, then… I do too."

Andrew's mind buzzed. Everything became blurry, fading into the background, leaving only the lovely, delicate face of the beauty before him.

She whispered, "Do you want to? If you do, I can help you."

Andrew's instinctive reply was almost a stutter. "Yes! Of course… I do!"

Luna's right hand swept backward sharply. A strong gust of air followed, and the office curtains were drawn shut, blocking out all outside light.

Then, in the darkness, Andrew heard Luna's soft voice, trembling at the end of each word as if spoken with great effort. "Andrew, will you help me… take it off?"

Every fiber of Andrew's being felt like it was boiling over. Fighting the dryness in his throat, he began the task without a moment's delay.

That task was: undressing!

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