Her small hand couldn’t help but scratch at his leather seat, "Where to..."
As soon as she spoke, she was startled by her own voice.
sounded abnormal...and was mixed with a hint of disordered breathing.
But she didn’t have time to think about it, because he directly uttered two words afterward:
She touched her burning cheeks, feeling today was not going to be good for her.
She licked her lips, and the scene uncontrollably flashed through her mind.
The bathroom door opened, and a tall, muscular man stepped out, his lower body wrapped in a white towel, his upper body bare, revealing a tan and healthy skin, that chest, those abs.
His black damp hair still dripping, haphazardly being wiped with a towel.
Water drops followed the contours of his chest, and abs, trickling down.
That scene was what she had woken up to that morning at his house, the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes.
Never having had any real intimate contact with a man, that particularly striking scene deeply stimulated her eyes.
It stayed in her mind, persistent and inescapable.
Li Zaijun’s breathing became increasingly rapid, she uncomfortably tugged at her collar again and squirmed in the passenger seat, feeling incredibly restless.
The more she thought about it, the stronger that unfamiliar urge inside her grew, so strong that...
She couldn’t help but glance at the man next to her, focused and earnestly driving.
This man gave her the impulse to just throw herself at him.
How could she have such thoughts.
Her ex-boyfriend disgusted her so much, she never wanted any physical contact with him, but here, tonight, she couldn’t control herself.
And if she hadn’t misheard, she also distinctly heard him tell his brother that she was just his sister, a little girl.
This liar, what kind of woman did he like then...those with curves front and back?
Without any clear reason, she felt a twinge of jealousy.
In terms of figure, how much worse could she be than them?
Besides, hadn’t he said he liked her...?
She was too enduring, and with the dim car lighting, Shen Lin thought she seemed a bit off, but mostly attributed it to the alcohol.
So he didn’t think too much of it.
After all, things like being drugged might happen once, but would there be a second time?
The car quickly returned to his luxurious, spacious apartment.
They entered the undergound parking garage.
It was even darker inside the garage.
Shen Lin reversed the car into the parking space.
He stopped the car, ready to unbuckle her seat belt.
However, just as he leaned over, he noticed her unusually flushed cheeks and her hot breaths.
He frowned slightly and gently touched her cheek, "Are you having a fever? Your complexion doesn’t seem quite right."
As soon as his cool hand touched her, her reason seemed to completely break down.
She rubbed against his hand, uncontrollably wrapping her arms around his neck, then slightly lifting her head and pressing her lips against his.
A "click" sound, and the seat belt was undone.
Shen Lin looked at her actions with some astonishment, but before he could react to what was happening, she was pushing on his shoulders, making him sit back in his own seat.
And her small body followed suit, directly straddling him, legs apart, perched on top of him.