Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 259

Before closing the bathroom door, Amelia gave Patrick a mischievous tongue-lashing, a playful look that made him rise from the bed in a flash, his desire reignited.

Amelia quickly closed the bathroom door.

"Open the door." Patrick put his hand on the door and urged in a hoarse voice.

Amelia put her back against the door and nervously asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'll take a bath with you to get you to accompany," Patrick said shamelessly.

Why did she need someone to accompany her in such a matter!

Amelia immediately answered, "No, I do it on my own."

"Are you sure?" Patrick did not give up. He really enjoyed doing "sports" while they are taking a bath together.

"I'm sure!" In case he couldn't hear it, Amelia emphasized it several times!

Outside the door, Patrick had secretly pushed the door several times, but unfortunately, he didn't move at all. Because it has been locked by Amelia.

Scowling and glancing down at his erection, Patrick said regretfully, "Well, the bathroom is slippery, so watch out for falls."

"I know, you're nagging." Amelia was being dismissive, but she was actually happy that he cared.

It wasn't long before bad luck struck, Amelia was about to enjoy the shower, slipped unexpectedly, and literally fell into the tub.

"Hmm... I'm hurting!" Amelia's arms, back and her butt, she hurt all over after the fall.

The sound of her fall was so loud that Patrick, who had been keeping an eye on the bathroom, turned pale and found the key to the bathroom door from the drawer to open it.

Amelia's entire body froze at the sight of Patrick, and after a moment she regained her senses, "You! Why did you come in here without saying anything!"

Patrick saw her shrink together, the water from the shower over her head, rinsing her smooth fair skin. The steam filled the entire bathroom, making the atmosphere very ambiguous...

His desire was instantly ignited and Amelia stared at him shyly and awkwardly before he regained his senses a little and pretended to cough to cover himself, "You need help?"

Amelia lowered her head and was about to say no, but he said first, "I think you need it badly."

Patrick then removes his robe to reveal his underwear and a certain spot that would make Amelia blush...

The tub was large enough to accommodate one more person, and then he took Amelia to sit on his lap.

At her defensive look, Patrick gently scrubbed the towel over her reddened area, his gesture giving her the illusion of being treated gently by him.

Gradually, Patrick scrubbed slower and slower, even staying long enough for Amelia to read his mind, snatching the towel from his hand and holding it to her chest saying, "That's enough..."

Putting her wet hair behind her ear, Patrick wickedly asked, "So..."

"Get out of here!" Amelia shyly retorted, spraying Patrick's face with a shower.

In the master bedroom.

"Achoo-" rubbing her nose, Amelia grumbled with a glance at Patrick, who was wiping his hair with a dry towel and still had the trace from their lust in the bathroom.