Did Adrienne enjoy it?
Was she sated?
Although Adrienne had drunk a lot of wine the night before and was not sober, she was not drunk enough to have forgotten it all.
As for the experience of the previous night... It felt quite good.
It was painful, but the pain mingled a carefree feeling that Adrienne had never experienced before.
However, Adrienne said, "I was drunk last night. I don't remember anything."
She lied!
After the lie fell from her lips, Adrienne's face started to burn. She felt so guilty that she didn't dare to look straight at Jefferson.
"Look at me!" Jefferson said in his usual overbearing tone, giving Adrienne no room for refusal.
Adrienne gave Jefferson a sideways glance and quickly looked away. Her gaze flitted from the ceiling to the floor and then to the walls, but it did not dare to meet his eyes. As she guessed, she had really left some scratches on Jefferson's chest, too.
She really was a filthy beast!
How could she hurt him like that?
A sense of apology welled up in Adrienne's heart. "Last night, I-1 was really drunk. But don't worry! From now on, I'll try to be as nice as possible to you to make up for it."
Jefferson repeated, "Look at me!"
The same three words, but spoken in a harsher tone. Fearing that she would be spanked, Adrienne had no choice but to look at him. As soon as she saw the scratches on his body, her feeling of guilt returned. "Uh... urn..."
Alas, alcohol really was a curse. Looking at Jefferson's marred body, Adrienne wondered how she was able to do such a vicious thing.
"That little idiot is finally looking at me," Jefferson thought to himself. Even though it was a flickering gaze, Jefferson lifted his brows in elation and asked, "How are you going to make it up to me?"
How was she going to make it up to him?
Adrienne thought about it.
She didn't have any money. She had given all her savings to him.
Then, what remained was... she could only take
care of him. "Well..."
Buzz...
Her phone vibrated once again. It was, once more, a call from Freddy. Upon seeing the call, Adrienne recalled the important matter she had to attend to. "Uh, let's talk about this matter later. I have more pressing things to deal with now."
"Dr. Carter, are you just going to leave as you wish after having your way with me?" Jefferson grabbed her hand and gently pulled her towards the bed, into his arms. He then blew a breath of warm air onto the tip of her ears, "What am I to you?"
As their skin came into contact, the heat from their bodies began merging. Adrienne discovered something even more embarrassing just then. It seemed that...no, it was a fact that she was completely naked in his embrace right then.
Adrienne could not get a single word out.
What was she to do?
Should she just press herself onto him and go for another round?
No! Absolutely not!
Adrienne still had to rush to the Civil Bureau to stop Freddy and Freya from divorcing! She couldn't afford to indulge in lust right then!
"Why are you not talking? Could it be that you're still denying it?" Jefferson asked.
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