Hilliard grabbed her wrist and ced her hand on his bare chest subconsciously.
He then pressed her palm against his warm skin.
He looked into Jennifer’s eyes with dreamy eyes and said, “You’ve seen me naked and touched me.
You can’t just walk away from this now.
”
Jennifer was at a loss for words.
She watched in disbelief as Hilliard who was typically aloof and arrogant, behaved so shamelessly.
“Are you sure you’re not too drunk, Hilliard? What’se over you?”
Jennifer inquired, her confusion growing.
Ignoring her questions, Hilliard firmly held her hand and directed it to his abdomen.
He even guided her fingers to caress his skin.
Jennifer blushed as she felt his soft skin under her touch.
She attempted to withdraw her hand, but he maintained a strong grip.
She asked helplessly, “Are you alright? Was something added to the wine you drank? Otherwise, why are you behaving like this?”
“You’ve initiated this contact, yed with me, and now you’re refusing to take responsibility,” Hilliard murmured with a dreamy, longing gaze.
Jennifer was taken aback.
It didn’t cross her mind that Hilliard would act like this when drunk.
She knew he would be mortified if he remembered thister.
Growing irritated by his actions, Jennifer gritted her teeth and cautioned, “If you can’t
remember all of this when you’re sober, don’t me me for it!”
She sat confidently atop Hilliard with determination in her eyes and dered, “Tonight, I’ll reveal my wild side to you!”
She vigorously massaged his chest and abdomen.
Then she pinched his skin firmly.
She was relentless even if it started to chafe.
“See? I’m getting handsy,” she teased.
Hilliard was intoxicated and dizzy.
He was surprisingly aroused by her pinches.
He quickly gripped her wrist.Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.
Catching her off guard, he pressed himself on top of her.
“You…”
Hilliard leaned in and silenced her with ki*ses.
His head swirled with dizziness, making it a struggle to lift it.