When Jessica realized it, it was too late. What's done cannot be undone.
Jessica blushed. It was so embarrassing.
While she was struggling, Lorenzo's handsome face approached her and tried to kiss her red lips again.
"Don't!"
Jessica raised her hand quickly to cover Lorenzo's lips, refusing to be close to him again.
"Jessica, don’t act up. It’s you who is moody and you who shut me out suddenly. When you needed it, you clung to me while you can't wait to keep your distance with me when sober. What do you think I am? A high-class pimp?"
"I... I was obviously not in the right place. It's not what I meant at all. You can't do that to me."
Jessica bowed her head and murmured.
Lorenzo wasn't really serious with her. If he really wanted to do what he wanted, she and he would have sex early.
"Take this."
Lorenzo handed a one-dollar bill to Jessica.
One dollar...
Jessica wanted to slap herself. What kind of embarrassing things did she do when she was drunk? All of a sudden, all the erotic scenes came to her mind.
"This is far from enough. Try your best to save money. When you have enough money, we can talk again."
Lorenzo put the bill in Jessica's hand and left the master bedroom without looking back.
Jessica raised her hands to slap her face. It was too much embarrassing.
Even if she didn’t had a good conduct after drinking, it’s he who finally benefited from her. How came Lorenzo looked wronged now? What did that mean?
"Humph! He got all the benefits. Grumpy!"
Jessica complained. She walked up to him and slapped that one-dollar bill on his shoulder.
"What's done cannot be undone. Take it."
"You mean you are very angry with me for not making love to you? As your husband, I don’t want to let you down. So I’m okay to make up for it."
Lorenzo turned around swiftly with his belt buckle rattling when he untied the it with one hand. He kept approaching Jessica.
"Ah! Don't!"
Jessica was so scared that she turned around and ran to a relatively safe place.
Lorenzo couldn't help laughing when he saw that she looked like a running ghost. He glanced at Jessica who was sweaty and then turned to leave.
Lorenzo sighed. He'd better leave as soon as possible. After all, it’s he who would be horny and miserable if he stayed here.
Jessica heard the footsteps. She peeked out and saw Lorenzo leaving.
What a pervert!
Somehow, all the scenes in her mind were Lorenzo's wet body and his typical model’s shape-he looked lanky in clothes, strong when naked. What a perfect proportion.
She must be crazy!
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