His soft kiss slid down her skin, feeling like a shock of electricity that leaves her tingling.
Eleanor's tense body gradually relaxed, her fingers wrapping around the man's shoulders, tightening slightly.
Sensing this subtle change, his gripped on her intensifies, as if he was about to break her waist.
His kisses fell without hesitation, like he was tasted something delightful, covering her neck and collarbone.
"What did you just call me?"
Eleanor resisted responding to him.
"Say it again."
She still didn't answer, and his kisses turned from tender to scorching.
Pressed against the bathroom counter, Eleanor gradually gave in.
"I...I called you Bernard Laurence, isn't that your name?"
Bernard chuckled, hoisting her up with one hand, wrapping her around his waist, and carries her under the showerhead.
Warm water cascaded down, soaking her thin blouse instantly, revealing her skin to him.
His gaze lingered on her chest for a few seconds before he lowered his head to touch her gently through her blouse. Eleanor surrendered immediately.
"I won't dare to call you by your full name again, spare me."
He snorted coldly.
"Too late."
He rubbed her forcefully, as if he was deliberately getting back at her.
Eleanor's body went completely limp, and if it wasn't for the cold wall supporting her, she would have collapsed.
She was supposed to be figuring out how to deal with him, but after just one night, he's got her figured out again.
"Hold on, hold on..."
Bernard lifted his hazy eyes and glanced at her.
"We've started, so I can't wait."
As he spoke, Eleanor instinctively wrapped her fingers around his neck, looking into his face.
"But, I'm still mad at you," she said.
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