Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 302

There was a little first aid kit in the master bedroom. Neil found it, opened it, and started to strip.

He was in a bit of pain from a fall earlier, with a bruise on his lower back that looked like he might've hurt his muscles.

"Sorry, are you in a lot of pain?" I asked nervously.

"What do you think?" Neil lay down on the bed, his broad shoulders giving a sense of safety. His back muscles were fully exposed, his body fit and strong, full of masculine charm.

I took out some medicated oil and cotton swabs from the kit and  knelt beside the bed, careful to apply the medicine on Neil.

Neil stood still, and my gaze wandered over his back. Not that I had any ulterior motives, just checking if there were any other injuries on him.

If he was with Bonnie, there might be scratches and love bites.

However, there were none on him, and I was not sure whether to feel disappointed or satisfied.

"You're applying it in the wrong place." Suddenly, Neil's arm moved, reaching back to grab my hand. His voice was low, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, I've finished applying." I twisted my wrist, my gaze landing on the spot where I had accidentally applied the medicine. It seemed like I applied it on his side.

Neil didn't let go of me. Instead, he grabbed my wrist and sat up. He was only wearing a pair of black pants, providing quite the visual impact.

"Your back is injured. You should rest for a few days; don't overwork yourself." I calmly looked into Neil's eyes.

"It's just a minor injury." Neil took the cotton swab from my hand, threw it away, and then pushed me down onto the bed, "But if you really care about me, you can take the initiative. You on top?"

I blushed and imaging the scenario made me feel awkward. I had never taken the initiative before.

Neil's palm landed on my waist, suddenly squeezing it, "About that lie, you told me last night, we haven't settled that yet."

I feel a twinge of pain, can't help but suck in a breath, then explain, "I was just too tired last night, I didn't mean I didn't want you to touch me..."

"You expect me to believe that?" Neil's grip tightened. His large hand seemed to be teasing me; I turned pale.

"Really." I bit my lip, enduring the pain, once again affirming I'm telling the truth.

Neil smirked, his voice even lower, "Is that so? Well, you're not tired today, right?"

I could only say I was not tired.

Then Neil kissed me, and he was gentle today. His tongue gently pried open my lips, his breath warm and soft.

"Mhm," I couldn't help but let out a moan.

Neil stopped, his eyes close to mine, filled with desire. He deliberately bit me, making me tense up.

Neil let go of my lips, a mischievous smile in his eyes, then lifted the hem of my shirt without a second thought, slipping his hand in.

I was a bit dazed each time I resisted. In the end, I would be overwhelmed by the pleasure, feeling shame but also helplessly sinking into it.

An hour later, I crawled out of bed.

Neil had already taken a shower. I picked up my clothes from the floor and put them back on.