When Skylar didn’t come up after a long time, Tobias took a peek from the top of the stairs. He saw her lying on the sofa while playing with her phone.
To him, it was as if she was addicted to her phone and would go crazy if it was taken away from her.
“It’s getting late. Shouldn’t you be in bed?” He urged, cognizant that Skylar was avoiding him.
Without even looking, Skylar continued surfing TikTok. “I’m not sleepy. You don’t have to wait up as I’m still busy.”
Given how brazenly she had ignored him, Tobias snatched her phone away and flung it onto the sofa.
Before she could react, he picked her up and pressed her against the coffee table.
As he gently kissed and nibbled her on her neck, she felt the cold from the table pierce her skin. However, the burning sensation from his breath somehow kept her body warm.
His hands made quick work of her pants and threw them behind the sofa. After that, he unbuttoned his own and unzipped it in haste.
As there was no avoiding the inevitable, Skylar looked at the ceiling in despair. She was filled with conflicting emotions, as both lust and the desire to refuse him dueled against each other.
“Be gentle…” she uttered meekly.
“Mmm-hmm.”
Caressing her slender thighs roughly, his actions became gentler as he gradually moved upward.
“Here or upstairs?” Tobias asked when he saw her grimacing. Given how hard the coffee table was, it was no different than having her lay on top of freezing cold marble.
“Upstairs…” she replied softly. She had sat up and wrapped her arms around Tobias’ neck, waiting for him to carry her up.
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