Sweet May-December Marriage novel Chapter 55

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Nelson lightly said, "It tastes sweet."

Charlotte was speechless, thinking it was pure milk without sugar.

She put the glass down in a fluster, thought for a while, and asked, "Would you like a glass of milk?"

"No." Nelson grabbed her fingers, slowly kneaded them, and said, "It's getting late. Go to bed."

Charlotte nodded. When she turned her head to pick up the blanket, the collar of her pajamas slid aside, revealing her fair and slender neck and delicate collarbone.

Nelson saw a red mole on the left side of her neck. It was bright and enchanting like a drop of blood falling into milk, so he was turned on.

When she was about to lie down, a force suddenly hit her and pressed down on the soft mattress on the floor.

She exclaimed in shock.

Nelson slowly kneaded her neck, and his pupils were bottomless and pitch-black without any other color. So, she could not guess his current emotion.

Charlotte was startled, suspecting he would break her neck. But he just slowly stroked it as if touching precious porcelain.

Then, he lowered his head and slowly touched the red mole on her neck with his lips

She felt both cold and hot on her kissed skin. The two feelings intertwined and almost drove her crazy.

Nelson nibbled the red mole and said in a muffled voice, "It's beautiful."

Her eyes were full of mist, and it took a while for her to realize he was talking about her red mole. She didn't know how to respond to such a compliment, so she stupidly said, "Thank you."

He gave a low laugh and intimately kissed her smooth skin. Lowering his head, he accidentally noticed a bright red mole on her collarbone like a spreading butterfly wing.

On her milk-like skin, the bright red mole looked coquettish and dazzling.

Nelson's eyes became dim when he asked, "Is there any other mole on your body?"

Charlotte replied in a daze, "On the back."

When he raised his hand to lift her pajamas, she was startled and quickly returned to her senses. She firmly pressed the hem of her pajamas and said with a flushed face, "Mr. Clark!"

He smiled, "Are you shy?"

She bit her lower lip and nodded.

Nelson didn't force her. He stroked the red mole on her neck with his thumb and said, "Say something nice to please me."

She was speechless.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Little girl, don't you know men like to hear flattering words when they get old?"

She subconsciously retorted, "But you are not old!"