Chapter 565 Mr Storm is a Beast
At first, everything had felt natural. Nothing awkward. But the things she had worried about before were still real problems.
Like timing. Like stamina.
When Draven shifted positions, Ayla accidentally bumped her head against the headboard. Luckily it was padded. Otherwise, she might have knocked herself out.
Draven clicked his tongue and pulled her back toward him.
It had started at 11:00 PM. Now, it was already past midnight.
Close to 1:00 AM, Draven carried Ayla into the bathroom. The bathtub had already been filled with hot
water.
Ayla wasn’t asleep. She was just so tired she couldn’t open her eyes. She only felt her body grow lighter, then warm water wrapped around her.
The tub was huge. Draven got in with her, helping wash her off. She was too exhausted to complain about how clumsy his technique was.
“Are you exhausted?” Draven whispered near her ear.
Maybe it was the hot water. Ayla’s face was flushed. Her lips were red too from too many kisses. She looked healthy, but she was exhausted. Draven felt a tiny bit guilty, but he still wanted her badly.
His hoarse voice made Ayla shiver. She forced her eyes open. His hunting–like gaze startled her. “You … I really can’t anymore.”
When he saw how delicate she looked, it only made his desire stronger. Yeah, he really was a beast.
He simply replied, “Mm.”
Ayla fell silent.
She glanced down into the water. She couldn’t see clearly. But when she looked back at him, her eyes were full of disbelief. “Your body is reacting the exact opposite of what you’re saying!
Talking too much made her throat hurt. Did she really cry out that much earlier? The memory hit her. She immediately felt embarrassed. Her face turned red. Thankfully, the bathroom was full of steam
Draven watched her shy expression. His throat moved as he swallowed. If he kept looking, things might get out of control. He turned his head away.
Ayla was so tired her brain wasn’t working well. When he turned away, she thought he was shy
Maybe he was. After all, earlier he had told her he had never been with any woman before. This was his first time. Being shy made sense.
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Chapter 565 Mr Storm is a Beast
Finished
In bed, she had been completely overwhelmed by him. Now she didn’t want to let him escape. She grabbed his chin and turned his face back toward her. But the water was slippery. She slid and bumped
into him.
His breath instantly warmed the side of her neck. He kissed her lightly, voice deep and rough with hunger. “I was going to let you rest.”
A moment later, the water started rippling again.
Ayla bit his shoulder, annoyed.
Ayla slept in late. When she woke up, she stared at the ceiling, blank for several minutes, before she felt in control of her body again.
She had been cleaned up well. She felt fresh. But her whole body was sore. Weak. No strength at all. That’s what happens when you overdo it.
She bit her lip and tried to pull the blanket away to get up, but she didn’t even have enough strength to do that. Then she noticed something else. The sheets had been changed. Wait, when were they changed? Why didn’t she remember?
Then her ears turned bright red.
Because she remembered why.
She pulled the blanket over her face.
Winnie was right. When it really happens, you just can’t help yourself.
When she spoke with Winnie, Ayla was sure she had never felt any real pleasure before. But last night, she had more than one climax.
Stop thinking about it!
Seriously, stop!
Luckily, Draven wasn’t in bed. He wasn’t in the bedroom either. Good. She could quickly get dressed, then go eat breakfast like nothing happened.
But the moment she pushed herself up and pulled the blanket aside. The bedroom door opened. Ayla normally hid her emotions well. Right now, fear was written all over her face. “Who’s there?”
The next second, she saw Draven.
He wasn’t wearing pajamas. He wore a simple casual outfit. His sharp, handsome face and calin presence made simple clothes look even better.
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