The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 930

Since Sheryl was drugged, Charles worried about her unconscious state. Concern filled his eyes as he closely stared at the body laid underneath him.

Several moments later, Sheryl opened her eyes to find Charles looking at her in a familiar daze. She could see the concern in his eyes. She knew she might regret it when she got up the next morning, but her heart and her brain seemed to agree on the same thing this time. She did not speak. Instead, she reached out, held Charles' face and gave him an affectionate kiss.

The kiss started as gentle and it tasted as sweet as their first. But the longer their lips locked, the more he felt tempted to go further. He could not take it anymore.

His senses were lost. His lips were pressed on hers firmly. Their arms tightly embraced each other as they pulled their bodies closer. The heat between them felt more like electricity as it flowed from every inch of his body to hers.

Pleasure filled moans echoed throughout the room along with the bed that creaked beneath their intense actions. Her hands were bound to the bed frame as he continued to ravage her sensuous body. The more she screamed, the more he was enticed to move quicker, deeper, and stronger. He never failed to make the woman beneath him scream out his name endlessly.

Their screams harmonized, making a lewd symphony and with one final thrust, all was undone. He then looked at her, without saying a word.

Sheryl felt she was all worn-out that she dozed off quickly. She slept deeply that she was not even aware that Charles wrung out a heated towel and wiped her body carefully with it. After he was done, he put his arm around her and fell asleep.

The first rays of the morning sun shone in. Sheryl raised her hands to block them, stretched, and sat up.

The drag had already worn off. Sheryl regained her mobility. Seeing that Charles was nowhere in sight, she went to the bathroom to wash up. She found one of Charles' shirts on a drawer and put it on before heading out the bedroom.

She peeked at the room and found Charles seated on the sofa outside. He was reading a newspaper, his eyes wrinkled at the sides as he went through an article. His long legs were crossed, and the sun outside the window was shining brightly on him.

Sheryl could feel her heart racing as she saw him. She clearly had last night's sensation still intact.

Charles put down his coffee cup and greeted her, "Good morning." He could not hide his smile as he checked her out and asked, "Are you done looking at me?"

"How do you know that I was looking at you?" she responded as she sat next to him. Charles did not answer. Seeing his shirt on her, he could not help but keep pawing her.

"Charles, would you stop?" she finally begged feeling a little embarrassed.

"Sher, I have not been able to do this for three years." He acted like a spoiled child instead of a CEO. Sheryl had no other choice but to let him do what he wanted.

They had sex again, and after that Sheryl fell asleep again. It was not until noon when she got up. Charles called room service.

"While you were sleeping, I went to the department store and brought some clothes for you. Take a look and choose one." Charles pointed at the paper bags he left under the side table. "Let's invite Cary to a dinner tonight," he suggested.

Sheryl nodded slightly, "Okay. We should invite him for dinner."

She suddenly remembered how Cary used to throw weird glances at Susan and added, "Why don't we ask Susan to join us? I think Cary has a crush on her."

"Alright," Charles nodded lightly. As long as Sheryl wanted it, he had no problem with that.

"Then you'd better grab a quick bite now. I have some business stuff to deal with."

Sheryl started with her lunch. She felt so bored lying in bed all day but she had nothing else to do.

For the last three years, she had always been a busy body. Boredom was a thought she never had to entertain. Right now, she wanted to get herself busy, but she did not want to bother Charles.

Just as she was at a loss, a loud knocking sound came over from outside the door. She jumped out from bed and hurriedly walked her way to it while she called out to Charles, "I'll see who's at the door." He just lifted his head to acknowledge her and continued with what he was doing.

Sheryl excitedly opened the door only to find David outside. She could not help but show her disappointment. "Oh, it's just you, David."