WHEN FATE DETERMINES
48. Admire That Courage And Confidence

Not the jerk side of a Lionel who had said he wanted to fuck her because previously the man had talked about wanting to get married first before the statement appeared that the man wanted her in bed.

Not also driven by a momentary lust because Lionel is still in a state of calm self and speaks with a style of speech as usual, soft and slow, slow, not at all impressed with hurry or emotional grassa-grusu

No, Lionel was steadfastly talking about wanting to sleep with her in the context of a man's natural and natural desires. Lionel likes himself and is very interested in being able to sleep with him through a marriage first.

So Leona did not have to overreact. Leona respected what Lionel was wanting and wanting in him. Admiring Lionel's bravery and confidence even though in reality the man was still 'weak' with his wheelchair.

It's just...

Still Leona was nervous and pounding. No way not. Lionel has just discussed the sensitive theme between a man's relationship with his woman...

Co-sleep and****. *** and co-sleep. Two things remain a mystery to Leona.

How's that for Lionel himself?

"How many women have you slept with? Lionel?"

" 5 "

"How much courage do you have to take me to sleep in this moment?"

"It's my worry that you're going to reject me outright."

"What if I don't reject you at all?"

Lionel chuckles. Leona looks more attractive in front of her eyes to pay attention to how the woman overcame and dismissed nervousness and then straightened her back...

Releasing the links of both sides of the fingers..low down the buttressed legs.Slightly tilting sitting on the sofa chair, facing Lionel with a steady body attitude angled and fishing but restrained.

Leona is really pretty. All parts of the woman's body from the top of the head to the tip of the foot. Especially as it is currently equipped with make-up...

Instinctively, Lionel told himself to stop immediately.

Just because he had secretly started to be attacked by a sense of passion.

Leona showed a slight change in body movement, but Lionel was able to make it melt inside. What to say, by just being able to sit in a wheelchair, the man finally realized his limitations.

"Leona, stop..." Lionel grinned to give up, wagging one hand while then just to cover up his true feelings, ".forget it."

Not according to Leona, he just sighed. Slowly rise from his seat...

Real body language provokes.

Lionel gasped, yeah.

He wondered what Leona would do when the woman again moved this time swinging her footsteps towards the door...closing and hooking the door chain latch, she saw the woman standing on her back to the door while looking back at her.

"What if I don't reject you at all just once there's 1 other person who caught me and you Lionel is doing a*usila here --"

"Ohh.. All right - all right...,"

Leona's hand fumbled behind her and then removed the chain latch of the door latch. The lock opens but the door leaves are still allowed to close.

This is what Leona promised in her heart to sacrifice one day. Self safety. This self-esteem and reputation. This purity of heart and self.

The woman advanced towards the front of Lionel's wheelchair. Standing in front of Lionel's wheelchair. A moment to let the man look at him whether the man asked or was already able to understand. The next second, Leona did.

Intentionally making Lionel at a loss for words.

Leona held onto both sides of Lionel's face, soft yet sure. Slightly lifted him then brought his face closer to Lionel's face, tilting the position of the part rather right to then bring his lips to the surface of the lips of the lover...

The woman kisses the lover's lips softly and feelingly. Next summarizes kissing her.

Until it makes Lionel curdle and float.