She’d seen plenty, thank you very much.
“If you want to touch, you can just be direct about it. Feel free. My abs are all yours to touch, Serena.”
Nicholas’s lips curved into a wicked smirk as he reached out and grabbed her hand.
He pressed it directly onto his abs. “Go on, don’t be shy.”
Serena’s earlier touch had been an unconscious reaction while half-asleep.
She only knew it felt good.
She didn’t remember the details at all.
But now…
Her hand, held by Nicholas, was pressed against his scorching skin.
Serena felt as if her hand had been seared by fire.
Her eyes widened as she glared at him.
Nicholas raised an eyebrow, his eyes twinkling. “Where else do you want to touch?”
His impossibly handsome face broke into a dazzling smile.
Serena met his sparkling, mischievous eyes, which were filled with unconcealed amusement.
She pressed her tongue firmly against the roof of her mouth.
Suddenly, a smirk played on her red lips, and she flattened her palm against the firm contours of his muscles.
She pinched a section of his abs and rubbed it.
Serena could clearly feel his body tense up, and a low, restrained groan escaped his lips.
Serena’s eyes flickered up, catching the slight bob of his Adam's apple as he fought for control.
She let out a soft laugh.
Then, her fingers continued their journey downward.
Still pressed firmly against him.
She gave each and every one of his abs a thorough squeeze.
She was even continuing to move lower.
With no intention of stopping.
The teasing smile on Nicholas's face gradually faded, replaced by a dark, unreadable intensity.
His body was rigid, his gaze burning, a storm brewing in their dark depths as he stared at the girl with the mischievous smile.
His fingers, resting on the pale pink sheets, clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.
Something inside him felt like it was boiling over.
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