Chapter 144 Kissing on Her Neck
Lillian felt a sourness in her heart as she sensed him approaching cautiously.
He used his thumb to press on her lower eyelid, his index finger pushing up her upper eyelid, gently lifting her eyelids.
As he leaned in to examine, Lillian gradually saw his enlarged handsome face through her teary eyes.
She watched his furrowed brows and his worried eyes.
"It seems like there's a foreign object in there, don't move," Jackson said as he gently blew on Lillian's lower eyelid twice, causing her to flinch.
"It's coming out. Don't be afraid, it'll be okay soon."
He patiently reassured her, blowing twice more. His thumb wiped away Lillian's rolling tears and the foreign object that was blown out.
Lillian closed her eyes, feeling much better. She raised her hand to rub her eyes, but her wrist was caught by Jackson.
"Your hands are dirty, don't rub them randomly," Jackson said.
"It feels uncomfortable." Lillian's eyelashes trembled fiercely.
Jackson raised his hand, his big palm covering her right eye, gently rubbing it twice.
Lillian saw darkness, but between her nostrils, there was a familiar scent of perfume.
Despite feeling breathless, she still felt comforted.
When Jackson released his hand, she leaned against the chair back, feeling a bit drowsy.
"Don't rush to open your eyes," Jackson said.
Lillian nodded and felt Jackson's big palm on her waist.
Then, she felt he seemed to be pulling down her jeans zipper!
"What are you doing?"
Lillian's hair stood on end instantly as she tried to grab his hand.
Jackson paused. "Take off your pants. I'll help you treat the wound on your leg."
Lillian felt embarrassed, blushing slightly. "It's okay, it's just a little scrape. I'll take care of it when I get back."
Jackson's voice turned stern. "By the time you get back, the wound might be infected!"
Thinking about meeting Alice the day after tomorrow, Lillian also worried about her knee getting infected and affecting her performance.
As she hesitated, Jackson forcefully pulled her hand away from the zipper.
Looking at her blushing face, Jackson chuckled softly. "Are you shy? What part of your body haven't I seen?"
As he spoke, he unzipped her pants and patted her thigh.
"Lift your butt."
Lillian blushed even more. Although he had seen her without clothes many times, it was the first time he had taken off her pants like this.
She felt it was different from before.
Especially since she couldn't open her eyes, the sense of shame and embarrassment of being stared at by him only increased.
But she gritted her teeth and lifted her butt to let Jackson take off her pants.
He lifted her legs, placing them on his own, took out a first aid kit and bandaged the wound on Lillian's knee, then helped her put her pants back on.
As he pulled up one pant leg, Jackson casually glanced up and saw Lillian's face, which was blushing. She was biting her lip, looking a bit awkward and embarrassed.
Her long hair was wet and loose, her eyes tightly closed, her eyelashes trembled, and the corners of her eyes turned red.
That look was extremely charming as if she was being fiercely taken advantage of in bed by a man, even though he hadn't done anything yet.
Jackson's eyes darkened, and he made a move.
Lillian lifted her leg, but instead of touching the pant leg, she kicked into the air and landed on his hard abdominal muscles.
Under her toes, his lower abdomen tensed for a moment.
Jackson's big palm was hot as he grasped her delicate ankle, causing Lillian's toes to curl up.
This small action, however, was enough to ignite a desire in Jackson's body.
He released his grip on her ankle. Just as Lillian let out a sigh of relief, Jackson's hot palm followed her ankle, slid up her calf, and reached her thigh.
Lillian wanted to open her eyes, but Jackson's other big palm pressed against her waist, leaning in to whisper in her ear, "Don't look, just feel."
His voice was too seductive, causing Lillian to turn her face away.
Jackson's hot lips and tongue then kissed her neck, the scorching breath reaching her sensitive ear, teasing her.
"Your face was all flushed. What were you just thinking about?" he asked.
"Nothing," she mumbled.
Lillian's face was hot as she shook her head, avoiding his touch.
Little did she know, her red lips collided with his Adam's apple, causing Jackson's Adam's apple to move up and down, a muffled groan escaping from his throat, sensual and enticing.
Lillian froze.
But her bewildered look made Jackson feel tender toward her, and he chuckled lightly.
"Lillian, do you like me serving you like I just did?"
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