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Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 203

Clara was just about to push the man away when he effortlessly scooped her up into his arms. She stammered, "I'm sorry, please put me down. I was expecting staff wearing bunny suits."

The man paused, and Clara could feel the intensity radiating from him.

"You like this kind of thing?"

It was just a quirky impulse Clara had, sparked by an ad she'd seen online. She didn't reply, her mind drifting back to the steamy dream she'd had in the private room earlier. Maybe she really was missing male company, which explained the dream's vividness.

She took a deep breath, trying to push him away, but he carried her somewhere unfamiliar and gently laid her down on a soft bed.

Clara jolted upright; she wasn't one for one-night stands. However, whatever she'd inadvertently ingested earlier was definitely having an effect, making his touch unbearably sensitive. Even the lightest brush of his fingertips sent shivers down her spine.

Sitting on the bed, Clara furrowed her brow as he gently lifted her chin. "If you want to see that, I could make it happen."

Clara took a deep breath and turned her head away. "I need to go."

She'd never been in a situation like this and felt completely defenseless. She wore a dress that day, making it all too easy for him.

What on earth was in that drink? It didn't make her weak, but it did flood her mind with shameful thoughts, leaving her unable to resist when he leaned in to kiss her clit.

Her fingers couldn't help but tangle in his hair, her voice shaky, "Please, stop."

"You used to enjoy this," he murmured.

"What?"

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