Frank was being way t
oo straightforward. I was a little drunk, but I still managed to lean on him and blush. "Up to you."
"Up to me?" asked Frank. He then rubbed my ears and said in a hoarse voice, "Then both."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pinned me on the sofa.
I felt the air getting thing and the temperature of the room slowly rising.
Frank''s passionate kissesnded on me one after another.
It didn''t take long for me topletely give in. "Frank.
When he looked up, his brown eyes were filled with intense desire, not allowing me to pull away. He pressed against my ear, his breath hot and heavy, "Charlotte... Charlotte..." The pain brought a moment of rity, only to be instantly overwhelmed by intense pleasure.
At that moment, the two of us were the most intimate person to each other.
I picked me up and went into the bathroom. My mind was nk and I was pinned to the wall after entering the bathroom.
I had lost all my strength. "No, Frank. I''m exhausted..."
"Alright, let''s head to the bed."
Who the hell said that a man would start to go down hill in bed after 30 yeas old.
It was all a lie.
The next day, when I woke up, my entire body was sore and ufortable.
The man beside me, however, looked refreshed and full of energy.
He held me in his arms as if he were ready for a morning workout. I scrambled out of bed, ignoring my embarrassment, and red at him. "What do you want now?" He chuckled softly, his eyes full of unmistakable desire, and answered, "You."
"What?"
I didn''t immediately understand. I responded instinctively and met his teasing, mocking gaze.
''Pervert!"
I went into the bathroom to freshen up, while he, wearing loose shorts, casually leaned against the door, his eyes soft and gentle.
I felt a bit embarrassed under his gaze. Through the mirror, I shot him a sidelong nce and awkwardly said, "What are you staring at?"
He smiled. "You."
''Is this ever going to end?"ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
I red at him fiercely, washed my face in frustration, and cleared a spot for him to use the bathroom.
After applying my skincare products, I was about to head to the living room to get some water when I heard noisesing from the kitchen.
I jolted in rm.
I had been so exhausted the night before that I only wanted to sleep until I naturally woke up, forgetting that Julie woulde to cook and clean. The mess on the sofa...
Hadn''t been cleaned up in time.
I looked toward the sofa with a glimmer of hope, hoping Julie hadn''t yet attended to the living room.
But I saw that the messy nket on the sofa had disappeared. The sofa and coffee table were spotless, with no traces of anything intimate.
I instinctively wanted to turn back to the bedroom when Julie''s cheerful voice rang out, "Charlotte, did you sleep well? Come have breakfast. I just warmed it up."
froze, forcing myself to stay calm as I turned around, pulling at my cor to hide the hickeys on my corbone. Julie''s smile grew even wider. "Where''s Frank? He must be awake too, right?"
As expected from someone with experience.
I suppressed the mortifying feeling and nodded, trying to sound natural. "Yes, he''s awake. He''lle for breakfast after brushing his teeth and washing his face"
"Alright." Julie, in high spirits, happily brought out a sumptuous breakfast. When I went to get bottled water from the fridge, she quickly handed me a ss of warm tea. "It''s early in the morning, don''t drink anything too cold. Your stomach won''t handle it. Drink this." "Thank you, Julie."
I was momentarily stunned, feeling that Julie was acting a bit out of the ordinary.
How should I put it....
It was like she used to care for Frank''s friend, keeping things appropriate.
Now, she was caring for Frank''s future wife, worrying about every detail.
Julie pulled me over and urged me to eat breakfast. "You''ve been so busytely, haven''t you? You''ve lost weight! Eat more. Everything here are all fresh."
"This is great. Frank has been single for so many years, and he finally got his wish."