Chapter 325 Help Me Tie My Tie
The footsteps on the rooftop faded away, and Elsa went limp in Luke's arms.
She had always been conservative about sex, and in a place like this, Luke didn't dare to go too far. After a brief taste, he carried her to the car.
Elsa was too exhausted, her head was spinning, and her lips were bitten and bleeding from holding back.
She begged for mercy again and again.
In the end, she didn't even know how Luke got her home.
In the morning, Elsa woke up to the sound of the phone ringing, her whole body aching as if she had a high fever.
She reached for the phone on the bedside table.
It was a number without a name.
"Mr. Taylor, I made you breakfast. Lisa said you weren't home. Mr. Taylor, where are you?" It took Elsa a while to realize it was Hailey's voice.
"Ms. Phillips, you dialed the wrong number."
"You have my phone." Luke came out of the bathroom, shirtless with just a towel around his waist, and laughed softly in her ear.
Hailey screamed, "You two are together? Were you together last night?"
Hailey's frantic questioning came through the receiver, and before Elsa could say anything, Luke took the phone and hung up.
She was so tired yesterday that she didn't even know when she fell asleep, let alone that Luke hadn't left.
She and Luke used the same model phone, neither had a case, and both had the default ringtone. Some habits from their past life together still lingered.
"It was Hailey's call," Elsa said, a bit embarrassed.
Luke leisurely picked up his shirt and pants from the bed and put them on. "Got it."
"Don't you want to explain?"
"Explain what?" Luke raised his chin at her. "Come here and tie my tie."
Elsa refused, "No."
"You thanked me yesterday," Luke demanded matter-of-factly.
Elsa thought for a moment and then reluctantly moved closer.
Elsa was smart but not very handy; tying a tie was something Luke had taught her.
After more than half a year of divorce, she had almost forgotten.
She stood in front of Luke, draping the tie around his neck, slightly standing on tiptoe.
Luke watched her silently as she frowned beautifully, tying and untying the knot.
He didn't rush her, holding her waist to keep her balanced, letting her try again and again.
Elsa's bare feet hurt from standing on the floor for too long.
"I can't do it!" She finally gave up in frustration and turned to leave.
"Such a silly girl," Luke chuckled, pulling her close by the waist.
Elsa's feet left the ground, their bodies pressed tightly together.
Her face turned red, her voice trembling slightly, "Luke."
"Be good, let's try again," Luke coaxed in a hoarse voice, nibbling on her earlobe.
"No." Her refusal was muffled as he kissed her, and the clothes she had put on were taken off again.
Luke blindfolded Elsa with the tie, and she nervously clutched his arm, refusing to let go.
"Relax, baby."
Luke was patient, lifting her onto the bed and coaxing her bit by bit.
The latex mattress sank and then bounced back slightly.
Elsa couldn't see, but her hearing and touch were exceptionally sensitive.
She followed his lead to climax.
Luke had wanted her for so long, and now she couldn't get enough.
I love you, Luke silently confessed over and over as he kissed her lips.
From morning until almost noon, Elsa felt completely spent.
The tie was removed from her eyes, and she rubbed her sore waist, hugging the blanket in silence.
Her body was too familiar with him, too honest to lie.
Satisfied, Luke played with the ends of her hair, inhaling deeply, his eyes full of tenderness.
"Shall we remarry, baby?" If Luke had any doubts before, he was now certain that Elsa still loved him.
"No." Elsa's refusal was firm, her eyes clear again after being misty.
She couldn't remarry; marriage wasn't just about two people but two families, even more. She just wanted a simpler life and didn't want to enter a wealthy family again.
"You're making it hard for me not to force you. Do you believe you'll beg me to remarry someday?" Luke sighed deeply, but his tone was full of affection.
"Let's end this," Elsa sat up. "Luke, I'm tired."
Luke acted as if he hadn't heard her, getting up to kiss her earlobe.
"Be good."
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