Nicole's body melted into a puddle, completely devoid of strength. Her entire body was controlled by Clayton.
She was surprised to find Clayton acting like a different person. Under that warm and gentle facade was a leopard that had been starving for a long time.
Nicole, on the other hand, was the prey.
At some point, Nicole was pressed onto the sofa. The large sofa dipped slightly, leaving her in a trance for a moment.
She opened her watery eyes to see Clayton leaning over her, one hand twirling a lock of her hair and the other hand caressing her waist.
Every place he touched was burning, making her tingle and shiver. Her body trembled.
Nicole struggled to restrain her breathing to calm herself down. She looked up and met Clayton's deep, dark eyes and instantly felt like she was defeated.
His dark eyes were undisguisedly possessive and held an intense restraint.
She could feel that his body was hot and tense, and certain places were reacting too.
Nicole desperately tried to ignore the changes in his body so that she would not be repulsed by it.
She was not conservative, but she could feel that Clayton would always restrain himself the moment he lost control. She was amazed at his restraint.
According to Yvette, once a man got in bed, he would forget even his own name and turn into an animal.
However, that was not the case with Clayton, who looked at her with warmth and restraint. He could not bear to disregard her feelings.
It was as if he would never touch her unless she explicitly said "okay".
In the middle of her daze, Clayton suddenly dipped his head and bit her lips.
"Are you lost in thought?"
His voice was husky and seductive.
Nicole hissed in pain and winced as he gazed greedily at her bright and luscious red lips.
One of his hands snaked up her thin waist as if every inch of her skin was a precious work of art.
He moved extremely gently but could not help but feel her body meticulously.
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