"Who are you talking about!"
Marico threw the item right back. Seeing him dare to throw it, Natalie charged over, trying to shove it down his pants.
"Damn it, you're crossing the line!"
"Don't you love this stuff? Why don't you try it on for me?"
"Get lost! I told you I'm not into that!"
"Who are you kidding? You probably love wearing it in secret."
"I told you I've never worn it!"
Unable to explain himself, Marico furiously flipped Natalie onto the sofa, pinned her down, and bit her chin.
"Ouch, that hurts!" Natalie smacked his face.
Marico grew even more irritated. "You actually slapped me!"
He pinched her waist a few times. Whether from pain or ticklishness, Natalie quickly squirmed to escape. With their bodies pressed tight against each other, Marico's breathing soon grew heavy.
"Stop moving."
Sensing the shift, Natalie pushed at him. "Let me go."
Marico stared at her with red-rimmed eyes. "Are you doing this on purpose?"
"I didn't do anything!"
Marico couldn't help leaning in closer. Just as his lips were about to brush against hers, Natalie turned her head away. He buried his face in her cheek, inhaling her scent deeply, completely addicted.
"What body wash do you use? Why do you smell so good?"
"You're crushing me."
"You know how much I want this, don't you?"
"Am I just one of those women?"
Natalie's face darkened. "Marico is inside. I'll go get him so you can talk to him."
"Then you'll need to leave first."
"Why should I leave?"
"Because we have things to do, not just talk. You get what I mean, right?"
Of course Natalie understood, but she wasn't going to waste her breath on this woman, so she continued toward the master bedroom. To her surprise, the woman darted past her, sauntering inside while waving back dismissively.
"Honey, we play pretty rough. At your age, you should take better care of your body and mind your own business."
Natalie's chest tightened with rage. This was the first time anyone had called her old.
The woman strutted into the bedroom triumphantly. Refusing to swallow the insult, Natalie marched in right behind her. Inside, the woman had already thrown herself into Marico's arms, doing everything in her power to seduce him.
"Master Stapleton, who is that older woman out there? Your new toy? I won't allow it, I'm your only baby!"

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