Elaine pulled her pantie up and wanted to go back to sleep.
Before she left, she glanced inside.
...
What was that?
Elaine blinked her eyes and walked to the smoke-shrouded area.
"A statue?"
Puzzled, Elaine strained her eyes to see the man soaking in the bathtub.
What a chiseled body!
How beautiful!
Strong and sexy man chest.
And pecs on his abs.
Oh, she was gonna faint.
Being attracted, Elaine forgot to see who it was in the tub.
She just focused on his body.
Elaine stretched out her hand and poked at Emmett's chest.
"Oh, so strong."
Elaine blinked and curled up her lips into a smile. She seemed to enjoy this.
Emmett's body tensed up. Being "assaulted" by her, Emmett felt hotter.
...
Shaking her head, Elaine was still sleepy.
She wanted to sleep.
Elaine's eyelids were seeking each other. Emmett was afraid that she would fall asleep in the next second.
She muttered,
"Well, it's just a statue. I'd better go to sleep."
So sleepy!
Emmett couldn't help it. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Elaine's hand. When Elaine opened her eyes in shock, Emmett said hoarsely,
"Does it feel good to you?"
"What..."
Elaine was startled by this sexy male voice.
Shaking her head to refresh herself, she looked down at her hand that was grabbed by the statue.
Why was her hand being grabbed by someone else? She looked over along the hand and saw Emmett smiling to her.
"Oh, Mr. Smith. Why are you here?"
Frightened, Elaine almost fell backward.
Emmett chuckled, "Why? I was just bathing."
"Bathing?"
Elaine couldn't believe it. Her gaze roamed over Emmett. And she finally realized.
So, it wasn't a statue, but Emmett!
Jesus Christ.
Elaine felt rather embarrassed.
He is a person, not a statue...
So that meant she touched Emmett's body just now?
Wait a second! She couldn't do that!
Alright, she often did things that embarrassed her since she was young, but not in front of Emmett, please.
Emmett's lips curled into a wicked smile. Seeing Elaine was so cute, his blood was pumping.
He didn't intend to let her go.
"I'm here all this time. You touched me just now, didn't you? I just want to know; does it feel good?"
"What feels good?"
What?
Her head span still.
"My body, does it feel good to touch me body? Do you like it or not?"
...
"I..."
Elaine was speechless.
She didn't know how to answer him.
Although he was smiling, Elaine could feel the tension, sexual tension.
"Did I, did I touch you?"
"Didn't you?"
Emmett raised his eyebrows and smiled, but it was more than a smile.
Elaine's heart was racing, seeing a man like this when she was still drowsy.
Elaine pulled her hand back. But she failed because Emmett was holding it tightly.
She would do anything to leave this room.
What she wanted to do was to run back to the bed, hide herself under the blanket and pretend to be a little turtle, unable to hear or see anything.
But Emmett's sturdy chest was glistening under the light.
Elaine was dizzy.
What a hot male body!
"I'm sorry, I didn't touch you on purpose. I'm sorry..."
Elaine blushed, her heart pounding.
She couldn't see him, because he was naked, and hot.
Damn. Why was he so good-looking? He was so attractive.
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