Chapter 431 Once
Brad's naked body pressed against mine, and his hand started kneading my waist. "Baby, you're just like I imagined—so fragrant, so soft, so intoxicating. I didn't mean to be so rough. Let me make it up to you with a massage, darling."
My face turned bright red.
I tried to catch Brad's mischievous hand, but he countered and placed my hand on his waist instead.
I pinched the soft flesh on his waist in protest. "Let go, it's getting uncomfortable," I said, feeling more awkward by the second.
Brad's tall, strong body trembled slightly. I knew he was hiding his face on top of my head, laughing.
He looked so smug. If it weren't for the privacy of the situation, he might have held a press conference to announce it to the world.
Was this the same Brad who was so rigorous in his studies and a model teacher in public?
He was practically a lecherous devil.
Almost immediately, I realized my mistake.
One absolutely shouldn't touch a man's waist!
"I'm only a rogue for you," Brad said seductively.
But I was determined to resist the temptation. My body couldn't take it.
Brad didn't know my thoughts. He clung to me, his stubble tickling my skin.
"Brad, I'm so tired, no more," I pleaded, pushing his lips away, but he held me tighter. I lifted my leg to resist, only to bump into his genitals.
"Baby," his breath grew heavy, "just one more time, just once. This time for real, just once."
I struggled in vain, only making him more excited. Exhausted and powerless to resist, I succumbed once more to his advances.
By the time we finished, it was almost 8 AM.
I had no strength left except to beg for mercy.
He promised to cherish me for a lifetime, but now he only cared about his own pleasure, ignoring whether my body could handle it.
Brad didn't keep his word.
He let me grumble, smiling good-naturedly. He cleaned me up, dressed me, and called the club's service to order my favorite breakfast.
I was too weak to get up, so he fed me bite by bite.
I nestled in his arms, drinking half a bowl of porridge, eating a piece of cake and an egg. I finally regained some strength but still felt too lazy to move.
Suddenly, my phone alarm rang, startling me awake.
Oh no, I had agreed with Elliot yesterday morning to go hiking this afternoon. Could I still make it? If Elliot found out why I couldn't go, he would laugh at me.
I was too embarrassed to face anyone.
Brad was in an exceptionally good mood, taking extra care of me.
"Brad, I was so scared last night. I was worried I couldn't save you. Thank goodness you sent that message, or I would have been frantic." Recalling the terrifying scene from last night, I was still scared.
Without Brad by my side, I could endure any fear. But with him here, I wanted to tell him everything.
The curtains were wide open, and the morning sunlight streamed in like a playful kid, lighting up the messy bed.
I raised my arm to block the light, but through my fingers, I saw the scratches on his muscular back, some deep enough to bleed.
How wild did I get to leave marks like that? Was I really that wild?
Blushing, I pulled the blanket up to cover myself, trying to act innocent, but Brad noticed.
He looked down at the bite marks on his chest and grinned. "I didn't expect my gentle baby to be like a little wildcat with sharp teeth and claws. Baby, tell me, did you enjoy it? Don't hide, tell me, did you enjoy it? Which position felt the best?"
Seriously?
How was I supposed to answer that?
Brad, did your students and colleagues know how shameless you were?
I clung to the sheet, refusing to let go, but Brad let me off the hook. He wrapped me in the blanket, lay beside me, and planted a kiss on my hair. "If the person making love to me wasn't you, baby, I'd rather die. See that vase? If you hadn't come, I would have used its shards to stab myself before losing consciousness. Jenny may be arrogant, but she wouldn't dare to kill. For you, I'd even give up my life. How will you reward me, baby?"
I didn't say anything, just snuggled closer into his arms.
Brad would understand my actions.
I wished I could stay in his arms forever, forgetting about the noisy world outside and leaving behind all the people and things that didn't matter to me. Just the two of us, for a lifetime.
Brad's phone rang as if on cue, just as I swallowed the last bite of porridge. It was an unfamiliar number.
I didn't know what the other person said, but I saw anger flash across Brad's gentle face.
Brad hugged me tightly, stroking my long hair. "I'm fine. Jenny will pay me back one day. There's no way I'll let her succeed. I have plenty of ways to protect myself. My chastity is reserved for you; Jenny doesn't deserve it."
Even though Brad might have been boasting in front of me, I still fell for it.
Brad hung up the phone and then leaned in, proudly asking for a kiss.
"Why? Isn't this what a good boyfriend should do?" I tried to stop him with both hands, but he skillfully dodged.
In the end, he held me tight and kissed me until my legs went weak.
It wasn't until almost 10 AM that we finally left the hotel.
In the lobby, I sat on the sofa, too weak to stand, while Brad handled the checkout at the front desk.
It wasn't that I didn't want to accompany him, but my legs were too weak to support me.
Brad stood at the counter, taking out his ID and talking to the receptionist.
I rested my chin on my hand, lost in thought, wondering when he had booked the room. Did he already anticipate when and where Jenny would make her move?
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