“Come here.” Henry’s pupil constricted a little, his voice was hoarse.
Before Monique could walk to the bedside, Henry reached his arm out and grabbed her. She fell into his arm, the scent of male hormones overwhelmed her sense of smell and his attractive lashes fluttered and captivated her heart.
He kissed her lips softly, it was as gentle as water. It was the first time she felt cherished by him.
She was utterly surprised when he only gave her a light kiss this time. Compared to the rough kiss in the past, this time was simple and light.
He released her and laid her on the soft bed. She could see from his eyes that he was resisting his desire.
Henry took the remote control and turned off the lights. Then, he laid on the bed and pulled her into his embrace. Monique’s body was stiff. She stayed in his arms quietly, but her fear disappeared, and she could finally sleep at ease. They slept well that night until the next morning.
The next day, Monique woke up in his embrace, she was sleeping on his arm. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the handsome face right in front of her. His face looked perfect, his crimson thin lips were tempting and it looked irresistible.
She dazed for a moment, she felt like she was dreaming these days.
As the dreams flashed across her mind, she wondered how she ended up becoming his lover.
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