Love Drug (Summer and Fraser) novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Can't Stop

Summer was so startled, her voice came out in a stammer. "W-what?"

Her face wasn’t just red—it was scorching.

A few hours ago, she barely had any experience, and now this? How was she supposed to do this? Could she at least watch something first to make up for her 23 years of limited knowledge?

Fraser watched as the blush on Summer’s face spread down her neck, blooming across her entire body like a slow-burning fire.

Her skin was tinted with layers of pink, her dark, bright eyes flickering between embarrassment and frustration, but she didn’t dare lash out.

Something about this soft, flustered little woman amused him.

Fraser’s narrow eyes lifted slightly. His gaze locked onto her lips—red, plump, slightly swollen. His dark pupils turned even deeper.

"Summer," Fraser’s voice was low, magnetic, dripping with desire. "Kiss me."

Summer felt his scorching gaze on her, making her mouth dry and her body burn all over. Her mind kept echoing his words—kiss me.

And in that moment, she suddenly understood.

If Trevor had been willing to abandon her for Peyton, why should she hold herself back?

Why should she stay loyal to Trevor?

And the man in front of her—Fraser Graham—was nothing short of perfect. Handsome, powerful, with a flawlessly sculpted body and strong genes.

Countless wealthy women in Havenbrook would kill to get close to him.

Most importantly, he wasn’t any worse than Trevor.

Sleeping with him wasn’t a loss—it was an upgrade.

Taking a deep breath, Summer lowered her head and mimicked the way he had kissed her, pressing her lips against his.

His lips were thin, slightly cool, carrying a faint and distinctive scent.

As Summer’s warm breath brushed against him, Fraser’s breathing grew heavier.

She kissed along his jaw, then down to his Adam’s apple, trailing soft licks before slowly moving downward to his collarbone.

Fraser’s breath hitched, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat, the sound of his deep breaths cutting through the silent night.

Hearing it sent a shiver through Summer, a tingling heat spreading through her veins. She trembled slightly, realizing that kissing him made her own heartbeat race uncontrollably.

Then, in one swift movement, Fraser flipped them over, pinning her wrists above her head, trapping her beneath him once again.

His rough voice brushed against her lips. "You little tease… you learn fast."

And with that, he kissed her again.

Summer felt like her entire body was on fire.

She wanted to escape, but with her hands pinned and her body caged beneath him, she had nowhere to run. She let out a soft whimper, not knowing if the drug still had lingering effects or if she simply wanted more.

At this moment, she wasn’t thinking about anything else.

The heat in the room thickened, melding with the soft glow of the lights.

Shadows intertwined.

The night went on.

…

After the wedding, Trevor took Peyton back to Havenbrook Hospital to rest.

Peyton’s VIP suite was on the top floor, with a full year’s medical expenses paid upfront by Trevor.

Her attending physician, Josh, gave her a sedative and stepped out to speak with Trevor. "Peyton has been in a stable mood lately, and her heart condition is holding steady. If this continues, she might even extend her life expectancy."

Trevor gave a slight nod.

Josh hesitated as if wanting to say more but, seeing Trevor’s exhaustion, decided against it and left.

Trevor pushed open the hospital room door and walked inside.

Peyton wasn’t wearing her usual hospital gown.

Instead, she sat on the bed in a black lace dress, different from her usual innocent look—tonight, there was a hint of seduction.