Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire novel Chapter 932

Tasting his sweetness in his mouth, he could feel his desires raging uncontrollably within him.

It was incredibly challenging for Vinson to restrain himself.

To prevent things from getting out of hand, he tore himself away reluctantly from Arielle‘s lips.

Gazing at her furrowed brows, he stroked them to ease the crease.

This woman can influence my thoughts and feelings effortlessly, even when she is asleep.

The man heaved a sigh, dared not to touch her anymore. After taking a few deep breaths to regulate his breathing, he crept onto the bed, draped his arm around her waist, and closed his eyes to sleep by her side.

There were still another four hours before the flight, so he could sleep together with her for three hours, which was exactly the reason he flew overnight back to Jadeborough, despite the torrential downpour in Horington.

Vinson sighed in contentment. Pulling the woman closer, he dozed off beside her.

Time slipped away in the twinkling of an eye, and it was soon the next day.

The alarm woke Arielle up. Opening her eyes, she instinctively turned to look at the spot next to her.

However, she was bewildered at the sight of the empty space.

What the hell? I actually dreamed of Vinson coming back. We even had a passionate, long kiss. It was so palpable that I can still recall how I felt during the kiss. Even my lips are…

She touched her lips and found them a little red and swollen.

Perhaps I have bitten my lips unintentionally in my dream. That was why I had such a dream.

“My goodness! I guess I miss him so much that I‘m going nuts.”

That was the first time in her life she had an erotic dream, which was what they called a wet dream in Chanaea.

Frustrated, she pinched her own cheeks and got out of the bed.

There is still so much to do. Susanne gave me only three months to prove myself, and there is still no progress with Cindy. Yet, here I am, having a wet dream. How embarrassing!