Chapter 1005 The Next Day
Charles pinned Hannah beneath him.
Hannah was trembling with nervousness, her eyes tightly shut, afraid to open them. She feared that the courage she had mustered would crumble if she did.
Seeing her closed eyes and tense demeanor, Charles couldn't help but chuckle softly. He reached out with his long arm, and with a click, the room that had been as bright as day instantly plunged into darkness.
Charles' rough hand slid under her clothes.
His palm seemed to carry heat as it moved from Hannah's sensitive waist and abdomen upwards, finally stopping at her lower back, as if it carried an electric current, igniting the cold atmosphere around them.
"Don't be afraid. I turned off the light!" His sexy voice sounded in Hannah's ear, easing much of her tension.
Charles' kisses fell on Hannah like raindrops, forehead, nose tip, cheeks, lips, chin, and then down along her neck.
His kisses seemed to carry an electric current, the tingling sensation quickly spreading from where he kissed to Hannah's entire body, finally converging at her heart. Her body began to respond to his assault.
At some point, their clothes had been completely removed and thrown to the floor.
Charles was like a beast that had been dormant for a long time, his exquisite features covered in a thin layer of sweat, his usually restrained handsome face now filled with undeniable desire.
Hannah's mind was blank, her pale lips bitten red, her soft hair damp with fragrant sweat sticking to her cheeks. Her eyes were dazed and alluring. She completely lost all sense of direction or time, fully immersed in passion.
"Hannah." In a daze, Hannah heard Charles calling her.
She opened her eyes groggily.
Charles' lust-filled voice sounded low in her ear, "The first time will hurt a lot. You can still stop now."
It was pitch black all around. Nothing could be seen.
Even though she couldn't see, Hannah could still feel his restraint and patience in his voice.
Things had come to this point, and Hannah had never thought of regretting it.
She wrapped her arms around Charles' waist.
Charles had done enough foreplay, and when her body was fully ready, he sank down.
A sharp pain immediately shot through Hannah's lower body, as if she was being torn in two, the pain making her break out in a cold sweat.
Charles tried his best to hold still, large beads of sweat falling from his forehead onto Hannah.
He asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"
When he didn't move, the pain lessened. Hannah's brows gradually relaxed, and she shook her head, mustering the courage to say, "It doesn't hurt at all. Keep going."
"I'll go slower then!" Charles' desire had already reached its peak.
At this moment, even if Hannah asked him to stop, he couldn't.
His body began to move rhythmically and slowly.
The night had just begun.
In his twenty-some years, Charles had never had sex with another woman. This was his first time, and he couldn't help himself. He clung to Hannah until the early hours of the morning, only stopping when he saw she was too tired to keep her eyes open. He then carried her to the bathroom for a warm shower.
Hannah was so exhausted that she fell asleep halfway through the shower.
Charles wrapped her in a sheet, placed her on the couch, turned on a dim bedside lamp, and took a clean sheet from the closet to change the bed.
Charles put on the clean sheet and pillowcases.
When he picked Hannah up from the couch, she didn't stir at all, still deeply asleep.
Charles gently placed her on the bed, then lay down beside her. Seeing her flushed face, still not fully recovered from the passion, he couldn't help but kiss her. "Goodnight!"
Hannah seemed to respond, snuggling into his arms, finding the most comfortable position to continue sleeping.
The desire in Charles' heart began to rise again, his body reacting.
But remembering that Hannah was already exhausted from his earlier actions, Charles suppressed his desire, turned off the bedside lamp, and fell into a deep sleep holding her.
The result of their intense night was that they slept until almost noon the next day.
Charles woke up early, propping his head on his arm, watching the sleeping Hannah in his arms. His eyes were full of tenderness, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.
Hannah woke up from hunger.
She opened her eyes, rubbing her stomach, and met Charles' smiling eyes. She was startled and instinctively tried to move away, but the pain made her gasp.
The memories of last night flashed through her mind like movie clips.
She remembered everything.
Thinking of her bold actions last night, her face turned bright red, even her ears burning hot.
Especially with Charles' current gaze, it felt like she was lying naked in front of him.
Hannah awkwardly hid under the blanket, only to realize she really wasn't wearing any clothes.
Her body under the blanket was bare, covered in the marks of their lovemaking.
Her eyes moved downward, and when she saw Charles' member, her body seemed to ache again.
She couldn't deny that the later stages of their lovemaking had felt quite good, very wonderful. But the beginning had really hurt! It had hurt so much she almost passed out, barely able to breathe.
Now she finally understood why it had hurt so much.
Anyone would be in pain!
Charles was amused by her reaction, placing his large hand gently on the blanket, teasing, "Weren't you quite bold last night? So you do know how to be shy!"
"You... you don't know how to put on some clothes?"
Even just underwear would be fine!
Then she wouldn't have to see it first thing in the morning.
She wanted to look but was too shy, her eyes closing and opening, her gaze always drifting there.
Charles leaned close to her ear, whispering through the blanket, "You're not wearing anything. Why should I? It's nice like this, warm at night."
Hannah's face turned even redder.
She finally understood why she had felt so uncomfortable sleeping last night.
Hannah thought, 'So that's why. Oh my god. His stamina was amazing. Doesn't he need to rest?'
Charles stopped teasing her, and while she wasn't paying attention, he pulled the blanket off her head.
Hannah was startled, about to pull it back up, but then she heard Charles say, "Aren't you hungry? I heard your stomach growling! Get up, and I'll take you downstairs to eat something."
Hannah paused, her nose below the blanket, her eyes and eyebrows exposed, blinking her big, watery eyes, looking pitifully at Charles. She said softly, "I'm hungry!"
Seeing her like this, Charles' desire flared up again.
If it weren't for the fact that she was hungry and they were at Sunshine Manor, with his family around, he would have pinned her down and ravished her, making her cry and beg under him.
Charles said, "If you're hungry, then get up!"
Charles forced himself to look away, or they wouldn't be getting out of bed today.
Hannah said pitifully, "My clothes!"
Charles got out of bed, took a clean set of pajamas from the closet, and put them on. "Wait here, and I'll get you some from your room! Yesterday's clothes are dirty."
With that, he walked to the door and opened it.
The moment the door opened, the faces outside almost made him stop breathing.
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