The man's eyes were red as he stared at her face.
"Eleanor, I'll never let you down in this life."
He gently lifted her chin, showering her with kisses on her red lips, eyebrows, cheeks, and chin.
He kissed her as if she was the most precious treasure in the world, gently and lovingly on every part of her body.
Holding her tightly, he bit her earlobe and whispered, "Eleanor, I love you."
It took him ten years to go from infatuation to deep love. It took courage to love and pursue her.
After Eleanor opened her heart and accepted him again. He received the deepest love and adoration that belonged to him alone.
That night, they experienced a feeling they had never felt before, the tenderness that only two people in love could share.
Eleanor was about to fall asleep, unable to hold on any longer, when Bernard kept seducing her, "Eleanor, can we try a few more times, please?"
"No," she replied. She pushed him away lightly, turned around, hugged his pillow, and fell into a deep sleep.
Even though he wanted her more, Bernard didn’t want to wake her up, so he suppressed his desire. He propped his head up with one hand, and watched the sleeping woman quietly.
A moment later, Eleanor suddenly turned around and snuggled into his arms. A tender smile appeared on Bernard's face.
Eleanor, I've promised you a lifetime. For you, I will strive to live.
Unless you wanted my life, no one could take me away from you!
Even the devil himself wouldn’t take me away from you!
When Eleanor woke up, it was morning.
Wrapped tightly in the man's arms, she looked down to see his eight-pack abs.
Looking further down, her face turned red. She didn't know what he had done after she fell asleep, but...
She gently moved to push him away, trying to break free from his embrace and get up. His large palm pressed against her waist.
"Sleep a little more."
Eleanor couldn't sleep, so she lay in his arms, closed her eyes for a few seconds, then moved her body and reached for the cup on the bedside table.
"Thirsty?"
She nodded, and Bernard released her. He sat up straight, stretched out his long arm, picked up the cup, supported her waist, and fed her water.
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