I Stopped Waiting and Started Loving novel Chapter 233

"What? Right now?"

Bonnie was completely stunned, her brain short-circuiting.

Quentin had already pulled his robe wide open. His thick chest and ripped abdomen were completely exposed to her view.

The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft, golden glow over his powerful physique.

Her eyes widened slightly, her mouth going dry as she swallowed hard.

She hadn't dared to look too closely during their previous encounters, but today, there was no hiding it.

She looked him up and down.

This man didn't have an ounce of extra fat on him. His muscle lines were sleek and perfectly sculpted—not overly bulky, but radiating an intoxicating masculinity.

It was like watching one of those thirst-trap influencers in real life, and the visual impact hit her like a freight train.

Quentin was clearly struggling. Without her soft warmth in his arms, the heavy tension pounded at his temples, triggering a faint headache.

"Right now," he rasped, his voice tight with restrained urgency. "Hurry up. It hurts."

Bonnie swallowed again as the man stripped down to his black boxer briefs.

Perhaps afraid of scaring her, he pulled the blanket over his lap, barely concealing the evidence below his waist.

Her mind was a chaotic mess. She hesitated for half a second.

It was bound to happen eventually.

Taking a deep breath, she scrambled out of bed and rushed to the nightstand, reaching for the bottom drawer.

She remembered he had tossed the condoms in there last time.

She had to take responsibility for his body.

But just as her fingers grazed the edge of the drawer, the man on the bed suddenly spoke up.

"Are you still doing it from behind?"

Bonnie froze, her mind automatically conjuring up all sorts of positions.

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