Bernard gave a sideways glance at the woman wrapped up in a blanket, with only one finger showing, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Come over."
Eleanor was a shy girl. She asked him to come over, but he asked her to come. Wasn't that her making the first move? Eleanor was a bit miffed.
"You come over."
Bernard’s eyelids twitched slightly, suppressing the urge to kiss her. He bowed his head, pretending nothing was amiss, and continued dressing.
Seeing him about to buckle his belt, Eleanor suddenly threw off the blanket and rushed over to hug his waist.
"You forced me to make the first move."
When her hands wrapped around his waist, Bernard let out a sigh of relief. He was about to lose control, ready to give up. But his wife couldn’t hold back either. It was kinda nice...
A smile played on Bernard's lips as he turned around. His hand gripped Eleanor's body and lifted her into his arms. He lowered his head, about to kiss her, but was stopped by her hand.
"Slow down, let me do it..."
Bernard raised an eyebrow, disbelief in his eyes. "You do it? How are you gonna do it?"
Eleanor, who wanted to get back at him, got off him, and suddenly pulled his belt, causing both to fall back onto the bed.
Her cold hand slid from his abs to his belt.
Bernard watched her fingers linger on the lines of his abs for a few seconds before she suddenly unbuckled his belt—
"Honey, what... what are you gonna do?"
Eleanor seductively lowered her head and kissed his lips.
"Do what you want to do."
The faint scent of a woman, laced with a hint of a kiss, grazed his lips, triggering a slight numbness.
Bernard felt warmth pooling in his belly, and with a growing surge of heat, his rising excitement transported him to a state of euphoria.
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