You Hit My Heart
Chapter 463

The soft and tender touch, the familiar sweet taste. He rememberedkissing her. His memory lingered on the night she got drunk onchampagne after Justin disappeared. He also remembered the way shewas when she was so drunk, reaching out to hook his neck, her cheeksflushed, her sexy lips seductive and enticing, and he could not controlhimself but to kiss her...

And now, touching her lips again.

This time, there was no alcohol at all.

But still, he could not control himself. She was so fragrant, so sweet, sosoft, and he had the exact same feeling as he did in the memory. No,the feelings were even more familiar than in the memory. Their lips andteeth were more compatible. His body seemed to remembersomething, now totally uncontrollable. His hands skillfully brushedevery inch of her undulating place. He just felt his body swelling allover, bursting with sensation straight to his brain, every cell of hisscreaming and crazily wanting her.

Joyce pushed against him, but he was too heavy, and she could barelymove him a bit.

Damn, she just wanted to help him a little, but she did not expect to bedragged down by him and got once again wantonly violated by thisbeast. This damn man lost his memory, but not his nature.

The thought that he was about to get engaged to Charlotte, yet here hewas still so ambiguous with her made her angry. She seemed to havegotten the strength from somewhere. She violently pushed him awayand got up from the bed.

Luther lay on his back on the bed, and his chest rose and fell violently.His breath was uneven. The stimulation was too strong that he found itdifficult calm down. He had tried his best to resist his urge to have her.He sat up, narrowed his eyes, and looked at her incredulously. Hisbody's reaction was the most honest, and he was so close to losing hismind because of a kiss. In the past, it was never possible, he hadalways been very good at self-control.

But just now, it was like his body, not his own will, was driving him.

His reason was already swayed by his body's instincts.

Joyce woefully gathered her collar, and buttoned it up one by one to thetop.

"Please behave yourself! Don't forget, you're the one who's about to getengaged.” She gasped and reminded him coldly.

Since he had decided to marry Charlotte, he should not come back todisrupt her life.

When she thought about it, she felt stuffy in her heart.

“I had sex with you?"

Luther narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked straightforwardly.

Joyce was stunned. Even if they had actually done it, he asked sonakedly out of blue, and she was embarrassed. She could not help butthink about how he had forced her several times and how fiery andlimitless his demand had been... Her cheeks were now unnaturallyrose red, and she felt so hot all over.

She didn't know how to answer, so she simply tilted her head, and shesubconsciously swiped her cheek with the back of her hand, and it wasreally scary hot.

"Really?"

Luther pursued the question relentlessly.

Joyce was so angry with him that she was speechless. How could sheanswer such a question? She said angrily, “I don't want to see youagain."

Her overreaction, and her suspicious look.

It all made Luther more suspicious. Although he did not remember, hisown body seemed to remember her. Something should have happenedbetween them. It was a pitty that he could ask no one just about suchan intimate matter.