Chapter 283 - 279, women, what a source of trouble!
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Chapter 283: 279, women, what a source of trouble!"No," Beatrice blinked her clear eyes.
"I slept over at Sister Titusās place last night and she didnāt mention leaving once. You saw it this morning, she left without even saying goodbye to me. If you hadnāt told me, I wouldnāt have even known Sister Titus had left."
When it came to lying, Beatrice didnāt even need a draft.
To say Titus hadnāt said goodbye before she left was a clear sign Beatrice hid under the covers, too ashamed to show her face.
Mentioning the events of that morning, Nicholasās sexy Adamās apple unconsciously bobbed up and down.
That morning...
He had lost control.
Entering the suite and seeing the exquisite body of the girl on the bed, he felt an inexplicable urge, Sophieās figure unconsciously drifting into his mind.
It was her fault for enticing him even in her deep sleep.
Her petite body was draped in an oversized bathrobe; its collar slung over her shoulder, her chest was so full that even the black bra could not contain it, and the most fatal thing was when he sat at the edge of the bed, his hand covering her cheek, she moaned softly. Then that little face rubbed against his palm, stirring an itch in his heart.
So, he leaned down and gave her a light kiss on the lips but this little seductress!
Even deeply asleep she knew how to respond. As his lips touched hers, she actually stuck out her little tongue, greedily licking his lips, acting like a little gluttonous kitten, murmuring in a daze, "I want more..."
Huh, it was life-threatening, men are the most dangerous in the early morning, and yet she dared to say, "I want more..."
So, he obliged her wish, leaned over to cover her, pressing her entire body beneath him, his thin lips moving from her brow to her nose and then drifting downwards, the most deadly being when he breathed heavily, she actually called out "Uncle Nicholas..."
That soft, kitten-like voice was like a small brush on the heart, tickling the tips, and, spurred by this, he grew bolder, the hesitant hand reaching out, gently beginning to knead...
She struggled, her small voice accompanied by sobs saying, "Donāt, youāre Sisterās man, Sister will be angry if she finds out..."
Nicholas felt, this little creature was doing it on purpose!
Knowing full well that such words would stimulate a manās desire the most, yet she insisted on saying so, and her eyes, oh how they enticed!
They locked onto him, filled with mist, blurry and hazy as if to hook away his very soul, so enduring the soreness there, he coaxed her softly, "Just once, okay, just once... please..."
He thought she would refuse, but those misty eyes gazed back at him, and she actually nodded, her pitiful and pathetic look, hooking around his neck, saying, "Okay, just once, gently..."
So he really entered gently, but this little fairy, still kept sobbing and crying out in pain, clinging tightly to his shoulders, her cries and whimpers stirred his blood to boil, yet he dared not act recklessly, only able to gently comfort her...
Later, that woman, the one Nathan couldnāt stop thinking about, actually had the audacity to knock on the door at the most critical moment!
That knock on the door nearly broke him.
To get rid of that nuisance woman as quickly as possible, he bite through his pain, got dressed, and opened the door, only to find that the woman had once again disappeared.
Glancing at the little temptress beside him who was still obliviously fiddling with her fingers, Nathanās woman had gone missing, Nicholas couldnāt help but sigh.
Women, truly a disaster!