Chapter 463 Skin-to-Skin Contact
Michael heard a noise at the door and turned his head, staring in disbelief at the sudden appearance of Elizabeth.
He stood up and walked over to her, placing his hands on her shoulders. "It's so late, what are you doing here?"
Elizabeth looked up at him, her eyes sparkling like stars. "I missed you, so I came over."
A smile tugged at the corner of Michael's mouth. He raised his hand and gently touched her face.
Elizabeth thought to herself, 'He really is in a bad mood. It seems that what Jesse said today really troubled him.'
She had already taken off her coat downstairs. Now, she was only wearing a silk dress, the thin fabric lightly clinging to her body.
She reached up and touched his hair. "Your hair is still wet. Why didn't you dry it?"
Michael responded casually, "I forgot."
Elizabeth couldn't help but laugh. He really was out of sorts tonight.
She had rarely seen him so lost. This tall man standing in front of her made her feel like he needed comfort.
He looked like a poor, big dog that had accidentally gotten caught in the rain.
She went to the bathroom to get the hairdryer and pushed Michael back onto the couch. "Sit still. I'll dry your hair."
Michael obediently nodded, not offering any resistance.
Elizabeth couldn't understand why she was associating the word "obedient" with Michael tonight.
Elizabeth held the hairdryer in one hand and ran her fingers through Michael's hair with the other, moving it back and forth.
The hairdryer buzzed softly.
Elizabeth's small hand gently moved through his hair.
At that moment, Michael felt incredibly calm and comfortable.
Slowly, Michael leaned his head against Elizabeth's body.
She gently put down the hairdryer and touched his hair. It was almost dry.
She whispered in his ear, "Michael, are you tired? Your hair is dry now, you should go to bed."
Michael didn't lift his head, but he wrapped his arms tighter around her waist, almost putting his entire weight on her.
Elizabeth helplessly patted his arm. "Come on, let's stand up first."
Michael obediently stood up, but his head remained on Elizabeth's shoulder, his arms still around her waist.
Elizabeth felt that Michael was very dependent on her tonight.
She was almost half-carrying him. The two of them moved slowly to the bed like conjoined twins.
As soon as they reached the edge of the bed, Elizabeth couldn't bear the weight anymore and collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily.
Michael also lay on the edge of the bed, motionless.
Elizabeth first took off his slippers, then tried to move him onto the bed and covered him with the blanket.
Michael cooperated the whole time, but he didn't exert any effort.
Elizabeth felt like she had used up all her strength, her arms were almost too tired to lift.
She reached up to turn off the light and finally lay down on the bed with a sigh.
She was about to close her eyes when, in the darkness, the man who had been motionless suddenly moved like a hunting leopard, flipping the blanket and covering her body.
The sudden weight made Elizabeth open her eyes abruptly. "Michael, weren't you asleep?"
He whispered in her ear, "I was asleep. But now, your alluring body has awakened the slumbering me. I'm wide awake."
He took her small hand and guided it under his body, letting her feel his warmth and hardness.
Elizabeth touched the thick, hard, and hot penis in her hand, feeling both amused and exasperated.
So, what had she been busy with just now?
This man hadn't changed at all.
Michael didn't let her turn her head away. He reached out and turned her face towards him, kissing her gently.
Then, his hand moved to her thigh, lifting her thin dress up to her waist.
Elizabeth responded to his kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck.
Michael's hand reached for the zipper on her back.
Elizabeth stood up and reached behind her, unzipping the dress herself and tossing it aside.
This action stimulated Michael on the bed, and he pulled her back onto the bed, pressing down on her again.
The towel he had been wearing was long gone. They were almost naked against each other.
They kissed, embraced, skin to skin, bodies entwined.
The moon outside the window hid behind the clouds.
Michael had already fallen into a deep sleep.
Elizabeth reached out and gently touched his cheek. Her heart felt heavy.
Jesse hadn't gotten the money, he would definitely come back to find him again.
If Michael didn't give him the money, he might really expose Michael's background and ruin him.
If she gave Jesse the money?
Eventually, Michael would find out, and would he be angry with her? Would he resent her for meddling in his affairs?
And then there was Quinn. His existence was the biggest threat to Michael.
Quinn was the true bloodline of the Thomas family.
If someone used Quinn's identity against Michael, he would be in a very difficult position.
She had to come up with a plan. She couldn't let him face this alone.
Slowly, Elizabeth also drifted into sleep.
At a high-end restaurant.
Jesse was dining with Philip, having ordered a table full of dishes.
Philip looked uneasy and whispered, "Dad, how can we eat at such an expensive restaurant? Do we still have money?"
Jesse didn't care. "Philip, how long has it been since we had a proper meal? Look at what we've been eating lately. Is that food fit for humans? We've both lost weight!"
Philip hesitated.
Jesse saw his expression and knew what he was thinking. "Philip, eat without worry. We're about to get money! Whether it's Michael or Elizabeth, one of them will definitely give us money!"
Philip felt reassured and started eating.
After finishing their meal, the father and son left the restaurant satisfied.
Jesse patted Philip's shoulder. "We can't go back to that house for now. We need to find another place to stay."
Philip frowned slightly. "But Dad, that idiot is still in that house."
Jesse spat angrily. "Shit!"
Instantly, he relaxed. "It's okay, it's only a few days. He won't starve!"
They were walking down the street when someone suddenly tapped Jesse's shoulder from behind and tentatively asked, "Jesse?"
Jesse turned around sharply, ready to get angry, but when he saw the person in front of him, he was instantly shocked. "Mr. Thomas?"
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