A Contract Marriage With My Boss novel Chapter 57

“Are you mocking me?” Sarah sat up quickly.

Noticing that Charles was laughing, she pretended to be angry and said. “I am going to have a shower!” And tried to get up.

Charles suddenly lifted his eyebrows and asked in a mischievous tone. “Take a shower? Oh, I get it. I said I would help you take a shower and was interrupted by my mom. So, I will keep my word now.”

Sarah turned around and stared at him, “What?”

“You guessed, right!” Charles smiled, then stood up, lifted Sarah up, and walked with her toward the bathroom.

“Ah, let me go! Let me go!” Sarah screamed, laughing.

Charles laughed too. How can he let her go!

Picking her tender body up, Charles walked to the bathroom. Sarah patted his shoulder and shouted, “What are you doing? Let me go! Charles!”

Charles laughed as if teasing her deliberately. He carried her to the bathroom, kicked the door open, and walked in. “Want to sit in the bathtub or take a shower?”

“You…” Sarah blushed and continued to pat him. “Let me go!”

“We are married now. Don’t be shy!” Charles flirted with her, treating her like a pet. Putting her down, he was ready to tear her clothes off. Sarah wanted to escape, but Charles held her back. She was still struggling, so he had no choice but to open the sprinkler and run hot water over them.

Sarah can’t help screaming even louder and continually wiped the water from her face as she was drenched in water. With eyes closed, she yelled, “Charles, what do you want to do?” Some water got into her mouth as she was speaking.

Charles laughed out and said happily. “I got wet too, you're not the only one. Are you going to take a shower?”

Sarah moved a little to avoid the main powerful water impact, still in his arms. “Haven’t you taken a shower already? Why are you still here?”

“I won’t be tired if I take another shower with you. Aha-ha, come on, your clothes are wet, just remove them.”

Sarah seized her clothes and screamed, “No! I can stay here alone. You go out. I am so embarrassed for you to see me like this.”

Charles looked over at her and laughed triumphally. “You're already wet. It is useless to cover up now.” He touched her face again, moving slowly down from her neck, her shoulder, to her collarbone, finally reaching her breast. In a low voice, he said. “Sarah, don’t you know that a woman with wet clothes is sexier than a naked one? Besides, you're wearing a T-shirt, and from the water, it becomes transparent. I can see your pink underwear.”

“You… you pervert.” Sarah couldn’t bear him touching her anymore, and tried to push his palm away.

Charles, however, didn't give her a chance, but pinned her against the wall, hands on her chest and one leg between her legs. Seductively, he asked. “Don’t you like me acting this way? Do you feel uncomfortable? Hum? Sarah?” He lightly pinched her chest as his leg moved closer to her private parts.