The sudden kiss caught Anyo off guard like a storm. Sweet moisture melted and mingled on their tongues. He could even see the fine pores on her face and smell her faint fragrance. His breathing grew hot, and words became unnecessary. Their lips slowly fitted together, and he soon responded.
Tsunade trembled involuntarily. Her eyes were misty and moist, her cheeks flushed, and tiny beads of sweat dotted her nose. Her lips parted slightly, revealing the tip of her tender, glistening tongue. A seductive charm mingled with her usual mature bearing, and she looked so endearing that Anyo could not help wrapping his arms around her.
Tsunade, who had initially taken the lead, endured his burning affection, her eyelashes already trembling involuntarily. She felt as though Anyo had become a raging fire about to swallow her whole. At a loss, she wanted to push him away, yet could not quite bear to.
That wicked thought Anyo had harbored as a child surged into his mind. His mouth suddenly went dry, and his hands began moving slowly.
Tsunade backed away two steps like a startled rabbit and caught his wandering hands. "Don't," she said weakly.
Seeing Tsunade like this for the first time ignited Anyo's desire to conquer her, overwhelming his senses.
Holding her tightly without letting go, he lowered his head and looked straight into her eyes. "I like you. I've liked you since the first time I saw you. But back then, you were so far above me that you never even gave me a proper look."
Tsunade's face turned crimson. All her monstrous strength seemed to have been sealed away as she protested feebly, "That's not true. I just thought you were too young then."
With that, Tsunade raised her head to look into Anyo's eyes. Their gazes