Chapter 158 He Entered Her Body
After all, Michael and Elizabeth had been hitched for four years.
Elizabeth had also been living in his villa.
He might feel a bit awkward about it.
Calla made an excuse for him in her mind.
She happily read the message again to make sure.
Yep, it was definitely from Michael.
Calla stopped eating.
She headed into the walk-in closet and started carefully picking out an outfit for tonight's date.
She thought, 'Tonight, I have to blow him away with my beauty, make him fall for my tenderness, and get hooked on my charm. From then on, he will be hopelessly in love with me, never again glancing at another woman.'
She wanted him to know that she, Calla, wasn't just a doctor with a scalpel.
She could be enchanting and tender too.
She picked a burgundy body-hugging gown.
The back had a floral lace design, subtly showing off her sexy back.
The waist was cinched, perfectly outlining her slender waist and curves.
The mermaid-style hem of the gown flowed down, highlighting her long, straight legs.
She slipped on a pair of high-heeled sandals. The tassel straps on the shoes swayed gently with her steps, adding a touch of feminine charm.
With the outfit chosen, she sat down.
The makeup artist was already waiting nearby.
Calla said, "Let's get started."
The makeup artist began doing her makeup and then styled her hair.
Everything was ready.
Calla looked at herself in the mirror with wavy hair, exuding charm, and struck a seductive pose.
Before leaving, she told the bodyguards not to follow her.
Since Michael had arranged to meet her at the hotel, he probably didn't want to see anything or anyone related to the villa.
So, she didn't have the driver take her either.
She went out and hailed a cab, heading straight to the Serenity Haven Hotel.
The door to room V809 was slightly open.
She thought, 'Looks like Michael couldn't wait and got here first.'
Calla smiled and walked in.
She turned and closed the door.
The room was dimly lit, filled with the scent of wine.
She couldn't adjust to the darkness right away.
In the faint light, she saw a man sitting on the sofa.
His long legs were crossed, holding a wine glass, drinking.
There was also a glass of red wine on the table by the entrance.
Calla's heart leaped with joy. She gently put down her bag and to relax herself, she drank the wine in one gulp, then walked towards the man on the sofa.
Before she got close, the man looked up at her and suddenly stood up.
He raised his hand and turned off the room's light.
Instantly, it was pitch black.
Calla gasped as he suddenly picked her up horizontally.
She joyfully wrapped her arms around the man's neck, resting her head on his shoulder.
The man carried her to the bed and gently laid her down.
His movements were extremely gentle.
Calla felt a wave of satisfaction in her heart.
She thought, 'Wow, Michael is so sweet in private.'
The man gently kissed her, as if afraid of scaring her, his movements tender and careful.
He turned her over, making her lie on her stomach, then used his mouth to bite the zipper of her dress, slowly pulling it down.
The man panted heavily, kissing her smooth back.
Maybe because of the wine, Calla's senses were super sharp.
She only felt waves of shivers passing through her, making her moan uncontrollably.
Feeling pleasure, her round buttocks slightly lifted.
The man kissed her back while reaching out his right hand to grasp her breast, gently kneading it.
Calla hadn't felt this kind of pleasure in ages.
She moaned, totally into it.
The guy took off her dress and tossed it aside.
Calla heard some rustling next to her.
It must be him undressing.
Calla flipped over, lying on her back.
A naked male body immediately pressed down on her.
His heavy breathing was right in her ear.
Calla held his head, kissing him passionately.
She spread her legs, wrapping them around his waist, ready for more.
She reached down, grabbing his already erect penis, stroking it back and forth.
The guy let out a moan.
Feeling her passion, he kissed her even more fiercely.
He grabbed her hand, raising it above her head.
He climbed off her, then yanked her ankle, pulling her to the middle of the bed.
Then he pinched her chin.
In the dark, Calla couldn't see a thing.
She only felt a hot, hard rod-like object suddenly shoved into her mouth.
She was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what it was.
She opened her mouth, slowly sucking his penis.
She stuck out her tongue, gently licking it.
She knelt under him and gently hugged his waist.
In a completely submissive posture, she pleased him.
The guy let out a series of pleasurable moans.
He pulled his penis out of Calla's mouth, reached out, and pressed her down on the bed.
Then, from behind, he entered her hard.
He lay on top of her, holding one of her breasts, his body thrusting rapidly.
The dark room was filled with moans of pleasure and pain, the wet sounds of thrusting, and the noise of bodies colliding.
Finally, the guy shouted, trembling all over, releasing completely inside Calla.
He lowered his head, gently kissing her back.
Under him, Calla felt a satisfaction she had never experienced before.
She never knew that Michael, who was always cold and aloof during the day, could be so passionate once the lights were off.
Calla felt that she might really be starting to like him.
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gap in the curtains, lighting up the room.
A beam of light hit Calla's eyes.
She rubbed her eyes and slowly opened them, seeing the hotel's furnishings.
Her body was completely naked.
Her head rested on a man's arm.
She moved her head slightly, snuggling into his embrace like she was being coquettish.
A muffled laugh came from above her head.
The man's voice sounded in her ear. "Awake? Didn't get enough? Still want to make love?"
This sentence hit Calla like a thunderbolt.
She opened her eyes wide in shock; this man was not Michael at all!
Calla lifted her head and, upon seeing the man's face behind her, couldn't help but let out a scream.
The man was also startled by her reaction.
Both of them retreated to the sides of the bed simultaneously, rolling off the bed.
Calla grabbed the blanket, covering herself.
She stood up, questioning the man sharply, "Anthony! Why is it you? Where's Michael?"
Previously, Michael had told Mary that Calla, who was treating Eloise, had been arranged to stay at Moonlit Grove.
Mary had even gone to see her.
At that time, Anthony had accompanied Mary.
Now, Anthony seemed just as shocked.
He got up from the floor, glanced at his naked body, and quickly grabbed a pillow to cover himself.
He stood by the bed, staring in disbelief at Calla. "Why are you here? Where's Elizabeth?"
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