Chapter 445 He Has Waited Too Long
Lela said defiantly, "Fine, I won't sleep then."
She absolutely refused to wear it. It was too embarrassing.
Lela said, "I can't believe you have this kind of fetish. Pervert."
"Pervert?" Sylvester laughed angrily. He grabbed Lela, lifted her up, and made her stand on his feet. His voice was magnetic. "Alright, then you won't wear it. I'll show you what a real pervert is."
With that, Sylvester cupped her face, covered her soft chest, and pressed against her lower body. "I don't want to wait any longer either."
Lela pressed against his firm chest, stammering, "I haven't showered yet,;it's not... okay."
Sylvester flipped her over, pinning her beneath him. "I don't mind."
His Lela naturally carried a sweet scent that he couldn't get enough of.
Lela said, "But..."
His kisses were always a mix of dominance and tenderness, perfectly balanced. Lela could never resist, always getting dizzy from his kisses.
Lela said, "No..."
But her strength was no match for Sylvester's. Lela sighed inwardly. "Fine... I'll wear it."
As soon as she said that, a dark glint flashed in Sylvester's narrowed eyes. He licked Lela again, unable to get enough of her, before finally letting her go. He looked down at her, his well-defined hand pinching her blushing cheek. "You're so obedient."
Lela pushed Sylvester away, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Get up."
Only then did Sylvester get up, pulling Lela off the bed. He held her hand, wrapped his arm around her slender waist from behind, and rested his chin lightly on her shoulder, whispering, "There are many types; take your time choosing, baby."
Lela gritted her teeth. If it weren't for the fact that her leave of absence requested from Alvin had ended and that tomorrow was Monday, the day of the midterm exams, she would never have humiliated herself by wearing such attire just to slightly reduce the number of times they made love.
Lela said, "Sylvester, let's make a deal."
Sylvester raised an eyebrow. "Speak."
Lela said, "If I wear this, we have to reduce the number of times we have sex tonight."
Sylvester bit Lela's earlobe, his voice fierce. "Not bad, you know how to negotiate. How about seven times?"
Lela was furious! She wouldn't get any sleep at all.
Lela said, "No way, three times at most."
"Six times!" He generously reduced it by one, planning to make up for it later.
Lela insisted, "No, three times."
Sylvester said, "Five times, any less and we'll continue right now."
Lela's ears burned. She grabbed a random piece of lingerie and pushed Sylvester away, running to the bathroom.
Lela thought, 'Sylvester, what a bastard.'
Lela finished her shower and stayed in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror and sighing. She had never been so conflicted. She considered herself bold when it came to that kind of thing. But no matter how bold, Lela found she couldn't match Sylvester. He knew too much about these erotic things, even managing to make her blush.
Suddenly, Sylvester's voice came from outside."Lela, I'll give you three more minutes. If you're not out by then, I'm coming in."
Sylvester said, "I think the bathroom is nice too, don't you?"
Lela instinctively shivered, then got angry. Why should she be afraid? It's just sex!
Lela took a deep breath and put on the lingerie. It didn't take long for Lela to get dressed. Looking at herself in the mirror, she cursed under her breath. This was simply unbearable.
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