Nicole lay on Clayton's back, like a soft little bug.
Her excited mood was momentarily disrupted by his words.
She did not know how to answer him.
Marry him?
Nicole had thought that the two of them would be together forever, but was she ready to go back into marriage?
It did not appear to be so.
Clayton felt Nicole's hesitation.
He slowed his pace and lifted her leg upward as he sighed and said, "I might not win either, so don't worry."
Nicole paused for a moment before speaking weakly.
"We'll always be together, but marriage...”
Clayton turned his head slightly to the side. Nicole could see his thick eyelashes and handsome smooth side profile as he piggy backed her.
Hearing Nicole's words, Clayton felt his face tense up for a moment before he laughed and said, "So, you just want to sleep with me and don’t want to take responsibility?"
Nicole lightly punched his back. That was the price of not watching his words.
"It's your honor if I choose to sleep with you. Don't push your luck!"
Clayton let out a light laugh. "So, I should thank you?"
His voice was warm. Although the disappointment in his eyes was well hidden, Nicole could still sense that his mood was low.
At night, Clayton kissed Nicole's slender and soft neck. Unlike the countless times before, Clayton could not control his strength this time. Even when Nicole expressed her dissatisfaction, he did not let her go.
The whole night, he tossed her around in many different ways.
Nicole was so tired that she slept until afternoon the next day.
She felt sore all over and got up.
Nicole finally understood that she really did offend Clayton last night.
On the surface, Clayton said that he was not angry, but he could really hold a grudge.
Clayton would always find his own way to make up for it.
However, Nicole had no reason to be angry.
Her behavior was indeed irresponsible.
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