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As Drake stared at Nicole's long, messy hair that hung from the edge of the pillow, he couldn’t help but narrow his eyes a little. 




He was like a silent, predatory beast that was inching closer toward its prey.




 Meanwhile, the woman-his prey-didn’t realize a thing as he sat down by the edge of the bed and watched her sleeping soundly. 




Her perky red lips made her appear especially seductive.

When he saw a clump of hair covering her eyes, he instinctively reached over to brush her hair aside. 




However, the moment he touched her face, the girl let out a mumble she was talking in her sleep.




 All of a sudden, she held onto his large palm. “Stop messing around, pete Let your mommy sleep for a bit,” she muttered.




Drake's eyes widened a little. Does she think I’m her son right now? Soon enough, the woman wrapped her hands around Drake's arm before rubbing her face against it. 




It was almost as if she were rubbing her face against pete's head. 




Drake had no choice but to lean closer and play along so that she wouldn’t wake up.




He shifted his body sideways and held his arm out for her to hug him. 




Then, he proudly allowed her to press his arm against her chest area. 




All sorts of sensations shot through the man’s body as she did so.




 He held himself in this same stiff position while the woman continued to sleep. 




He had no other option but to admire her gorgeous face that was illuminated by the dim lighting.




 Her smooth and fair skin reminded him of a scrumptious looking dish, and it made him crave for her.




Nicole had no idea what she looked like in her sleep, but the man had scanned every inch of her face in admiration. 




Throughout the night, he had even counted the number of eyelashes she had on each eye. 




Nicole clung onto him too tightly, so he couldn’t pull away from her without waking her up.




This time, Drake was faced with a challenge greater than ever before. It was a test of his restraint. 




If he didn’t have such good self-control, he would’ve let Nicole get a taste of his skills. 




“Reach your hands out, Nicole.” He tried to get her to reach her hands out while she was dreaming, but she didn’t since she didn’t know that she was hugging him in the first place. 




Furthermore, she thought she was hugging her precious son!




In the end, Drake decided that he didn’t want to suppress his desires anymore. 




He leaned forward to press his lips against her cheek. Right then, she clung to his neck before she planted kisses on the man’s cheek. “Be a good boy, pete…”




Both of their faces were right in front of each other, and Drake could feel the woman’s breath as she exhaled on his neck. 




The sensation felt like feathers that seemed to tug on his heartstrings. 




Drake could feel his blood boiling with desire. 




He wasn’t that much of a gentleman-he was prepared to take action with this woman if she didn’t let go of him soon.




Nicole rubbed against his neck again

before she shifted to touch his ear with her

nose. 




It seemed almost as if she were

trying to seduce him..




Drake's prominent Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he tried his best not to let his hormones get the better of him he was close to exploding. 




Never once had a woman made him so horny this woman, on the other hand, managed to do it in her sleep, but he couldn’t sleep with her no matter how much he wanted to all he could focus on was restraining himself while this woman.




continued to do whatever she desired to

do..




In the end, Nicole seemed to have developed some distaste for the man’s strong hormones. 




She flipped to the other side of the bed for some fresh air, and she finally set the man free. 




He got out of his stiff position and stood up only to realize that he was soaked in sweat. 




He had showered for no reason. I guess I’ll have to take another cold shower.




After that, he no longer came to his room. Nicole got the big bed all to herself, and she rolled all over the bed. 




It was nearly 4.00AM by the time she woke up on her own. When she opened her eyes, she found herself staring at a decorative chandelier that hung above her. 




This is definitely not my house. Oh gosh!




Her body shot upright in terror as she

cracked her head to recall what had

happened. Her last memory was of herself

getting into Drake's car. So.. Is this Drake's

house?.