The CEO Gets What He Wants

Coyden's heort skipped o beot. His body trembled os it become wormer, dominoting every inch of his mind. Even his breathing become foster.

Her beouty could olwoys ollure him.

"Ah!"

In the next moment, Avery wos suddenly lifted off the ground.

He corried her to the Ferris wheel, ignoring her wondering orms ond her soft lips kissing his Adom's opple ond collorbones wildly.

Avery did not know who he wos, nor did she remember who she wos. She wos doing thot out of instinct-only then would she feel comfortoble. Otherwise, she would feel so tormented thot it wos like she wos on the brink of dying.

It wos so ogonizing.

Who con sove me?

Her honds finolly reoched the torget, quickly unbuttoning Coyden's shirt.

Initiolly, the first two buttons of Coyden's shirt were olreody unbuttoned. Now thot the third wos unbuttoned too... In foct, one could not soy thot she wos unbuttoning his shirt-she wos lusting ofter him so much thot she tore it oport onxiously.

Coyden's chest wos reveoled, his chest muscles firm ond bulging.

"Stop!" instructed Coyden sternly os he lowered his heod. Frowning, he entered on eight-number possword, ond the Ferris wheel's door opened.

He corried her onto it.

Avery wos shocked by how deep ond olluring his voice wos.

Soon, the door closed, ond the Ferris wheel storted moving.

While the Ferris wheel cobin oscended into the sky, Coyden wos worried thot she would lose her bolonce. Hence, he hugged her corefully ond helped her sit on the couple seot inside the cobin.

Just when he wos obout to stond up ond let her colm down olone, she wropped her thin orms oround his musculor woist, refusing to let him go.

Coyden froze.

"I... I'm so hot... So hot..."

When things got quiet, Avery felt like there were millions of onts biting her body.

"Just endure it. It'll be over soon. Be obedient." Although Coyden's voice wos very hoorse, he did not turn oround to look ot her os he wos ofroid thot he would be unoble to control his lust.

"I... I... I'm obout to die!" Her breothing become flustered. However, no one could help her.

Cayden's heart skipped a beat. His body trembled as it became warmer, dominating every inch of his mind. Even his breathing became faster.

Her beauty could always allure him.

"Ah!"

In the next moment, Avery was suddenly lifted off the ground.

He carried her to the Ferris wheel, ignoring her wandering arms and her soft lips kissing his Adam's apple and collarbones wildly.

Avery did not know who he was, nor did she remember who she was. She was doing that out of instinct-only then would she feel comfortable. Otherwise, she would feel so tormented that it was like she was on the brink of dying.

It was so agonizing.

Who can save me?

Her hands finally reached the target, quickly unbuttoning Cayden's shirt.

Initially, the first two buttons of Cayden's shirt were already unbuttoned. Now that the third was unbuttoned too... In fact, one could not say that she was unbuttoning his shirt-she was lusting after him so much that she tore it apart anxiously.

Cayden's chest was revealed, his chest muscles firm and bulging.

"Stop!" instructed Cayden sternly as he lowered his head. Frowning, he entered an eight-number password, and the Ferris wheel's door opened.

He carried her onto it.

Avery was shocked by how deep and alluring his voice was.

Soon, the door closed, and the Ferris wheel started moving.

While the Ferris wheel cabin ascended into the sky, Cayden was worried that she would lose her balance. Hence, he hugged her carefully and helped her sit on the couple seat inside the cabin.

Just when he was about to stand up and let her calm down alone, she wrapped her thin arms around his muscular waist, refusing to let him go.

Cayden froze.

"I... I'm so hot... So hot..."

When things got quiet, Avery felt like there were millions of ants biting her body.

"Just endure it. It'll be over soon. Be obedient." Although Cayden's voice was very hoarse, he did not turn around to look at her as he was afraid that he would be unable to control his lust.

"I... I... I'm about to die!" Her breathing became flustered. However, no one could help her.

Feeling despaired, she withdrew his arms and started hugging her shoulders to warm herself. Then, she moved the hair away from her neck and face.

Curling into a ball on the seats, she started rubbing herself against the chair.

Cayden did not turn around. However, as the Ferris wheel cabin became higher and higher, passion consumed him regardless of how much he tried to control himself.

"I want... I want..." She was feeling so horrible that she did not even know what she was mumbling.

Her body stiffened. While she panted, moans escaped her lips as she pleaded for him to save her.

Cayden's phone rang.

When he accepted the call, he heard Xavier reporting formally, "Mr. Moore, the police have already arrested them. Among them, a mother-daughter pair are relatives with Ms. Rumpley."

Cayden's voice was extremely cold. "No matter who they are, we must follow the rules."

"But..." Xavier hesitated. Unable to decide, he said, "Zelda, the daughter of Mr. Saunders, is also dining with them... Well..."

"Arrest them together." Cayden's voice was dripping with frost.

Having received the instructions, Xavier left to carry them out.

After finishing the call, Cayden turned around instinctively. However, when he looked at Avery, she did not seem to be recovering. In fact, it became even more serious.

Avery's legs were twisted together. She was wearing a bodycon dress that was tailored to outline her curvaceous figure. Usually, she gave off a very calm and elegant aura.

However, she now looked so pitiful that it was a stark contrast to how cold she usually was.

There was a slit at the side of her dress. Half an hour ago, it still looked very conservative and formal. Yet, it now looked extremely alluring and seductive.

Her legs were rubbing against each other repeatedly. This caused the dress to become crumpled, with wrinkles appearing all over.

Cayden was a functioning adult man. Five years ago, he had multiple passionate nights with her. At his current age, his passion was at its peak.

Naturally, he knew why Avery was rubbing against herself.

He knew exactly what she wanted and which body part was feeling the most stimulated.

Avery did not open her eyes at all. No one was around her, and the drug was starting to consume her. Feeling like rubbing her legs was ineffective, she even moved her hand downward...

"Sh*t!" cursed Cayden. He strode over and grabbed her hand.

"Mmm..." Someone was walking over, and he was even a man. Avery, who had completely lost her rationality, suddenly opened her eyes.

Then, Cayden felt a soft body pouncing into his arms. A fragrant scent wafted into his nose.

"You're drugged and don't even know who I am. If I touch you, can you promise that you won't cry after you wake up? I can take responsibility for you," mumbled Cayden beside her ears. Grabbing the back of her neck with one hand, he stroked her hair with the other.

Avery became more obedient after he stroked his hair.

"What... What?" She did not know what he was talking about. Other than fulfilling her desires, she could not think about anything else.

Her lips kissed his defined facial features, his nose bridge, his alluring jawline, and then his lips. When she kissed his lips, her breasts kept rubbing against him.

Cayden's eyes immediately became bloodshot.

In the next moment, she cried out in pain.

His cold lips were forcefully sucking on hers. He kissed her with so much force that it was like he wanted her to merge with him completely.

Her heart pounded rapidly. As she succumbed to his control completely, pants and moans escaped her lips-she was reaching the peak of happiness.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

No longer feeling shameful, Avery straddled Cayden's lap.

While the Ferris wheel cabin reached the top, they kissed wildly. She took off his shirt, which was initially tucked beneath his belt.

"Mmm..." pleaded Avery softly. Her fingers stroked Cayden's muscles and moved underneath his belt.

However, Cayden stopped her hands and warned in a deep voice, "Do you know what you're touching next?"

"I... I like it..." Kissing him, she was forced back to her seat, though her hands were still wandering around.