About ten minutes, or even longer...
When Wendy raised her head, her brain was still vacant.
Until now, she still couldn't believe that she could do such a thing so boldly. Just now, she heard the voice coming from his throat above her head, she felt her whole heart was burning.
Her mouth was full of his smell. It was so strong that it couldn't disappear for a short time.
Wendy was so shy that she randomly pulled up the towel that she had just torn off and put it on his waist again. She wanted to escape.
But there was no way she could get what she wanted. Charlie had already seized one of her arms.
In the blink of an eye, Charlie carried her to his legs and held her tightly. She looked up and bumped into his profound dark eyes, she felt he was still immersed in the lingering passion.
Wendy trembled to escape his eyes, but soon her chin was pinched up and she was forced to meet that kind of sight again.
"You now have no courage to accept the consequence of your doing?"
Charlie's hoarse voice seemed to burn Wendy's ears,
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"Who taught you this?" Charlie narrowed his eyes. "Urn..." She faltered.
Charlie suddenly said and gathered his arms around her waist. "How dare you do this thing to make a man happy? Hmm?"
She had done it, and she couldn't deny it. Wendy had to bite the bullet and asked, "Charlie, have you cooled down?"
Charlie didn't answer, but there was obviously more desire in his eyes than just now.
Wendy was somewhat at a loss. Suddenly, she felt weightless. Charlie directly picked her up and walked to the bed.
He strode to the bed, and soon they both fell into the bed.
Charlie held her face with one hand and kissed her. His voice was low and hoarse as his lips and teeth were chattering. "If you want me to cool down, then you have to work harder!"
Had he cooled down now?
Not only had he cooled down, but also he was very excited.
After the sound of tearing the condom's package, there were only their groans left.
At noon, most of the colleagues went to the tea room.
Wendy held her cheek with her hand, and the black screen of the computer showed her expression.
She picked up the phone that had not been put back into the drawer, dialed a number, and soon, someone answered. It seemed that the one on the phone was not in a relaxed state as she did, she could hear the sound of the documents being turned over and the pen signing on the paper.
It was time for lunch break, but Charlie didn't have time to rest.
Wendy could even imagine that he was sitting in the high back chair, answering the phone with one hand and writing with the pen in the other hand. Suddenly, she felt her heart ached.
"Miss me?"
The male voice suddenly came through.
Even if they were on the phone, Charlie could easily make her heart moved.
"No!" Wendy hurriedly covered the microphone, fortunately, her colleagues who were always gossiping around were not there. She explained with a red face, "I have something to tell you..."
"Go on." Charlie replied calmly.
"Felix called me just now..." Wendy said.
"You're going to see him again?" Before she could finish her sentence, Charlie asked directly.
"Yes..." Wendy answered honestly, "Well, I've promised you that I will get your permission before I go out with them next time..."
The main reason was that she was afraid that she would make him angry again.
It was definitely the most difficult thing in the world to make him happy. Last time, she spent a lot of effort to make him happy. Besides, she didn't want to do such a thing again. No, it was impossible for her to do it again in her whole life!
It was too embarrassing!
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