Probably imagining Carolina's anxious face upon seeing the villa, Chloe couldn't help but laugh.
"You're so bad."
He turned off the hairdryer, placed it aside, then sat on the bed, gently pulling her into his arms.
Fresh out of the bath, Chloe was only wearing a loose nightgown. Her supple body appeared even more slender within the confines of the gown.
Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, partially veiling half of her face. The damp fragrance emanating from her body quickened the heartbeat of those around her.
"How am I a bad person?" His voice was low, and his deep gazes were fixed on her with an appealing emotion in them.
Chloe's heart raced, her body involuntarily softening. "You're a scheming man. I misspoke earlier."
Damon raised an eyebrow, "A scheming man?"
He repeated the phrase softly, then smiled slightly without a reply. He wrapped his arms around her waist, placing her in the middle of the bed. He lowered his head to kiss her lips, then worked his way down to her jaw, finally burying his head at her collarbone and nibbling gently.
Chloe's body trembled involuntarily, and her hand braced on his shoulder. "What are you going to do?"
Damon followed the motion of her force and propped himself up, removing his own shirt. His deep gazes were fixed intensely on her. "You guess."
Although he invited her to guess, his intention was clear. Chloe felt a little nervous, "You already... yesterday afternoon..."
"You said it, that was yesterday afternoon. What does it have to do with today?" As he said this, he reached out and easily removed the nightgown she was wearing, and then went on to say, "Of course it doesn't matter, every second is a new experience, and every time is a different one."
"But I will be very tired..."
Damon had almost kissed every part of her body. "Are you tired? Do you dislike it because you're tired?"
Chloe shook her head; anything she could say now would be pointless.
Her body was filled with pleasure, all her nerves trembling. Chloe was somewhat helpless, but in the last few seconds before being overwhelmed by climax, the topic they had discussed in the restaurant was all she could think about.
Baby. Child.
She was very much looking forward to it, to see who their child would resemble more. Her rationality was starting to blur, but she clearly heard his deep voice in her ear. "Do you feel good?"
She heard him, but she tightly closed her eyes and didn't answer his embarrassing question.
"Or, do you not want a child?"
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly as she opened her eyes and stared at the man who stopped moving, her voice quivering a little, "Why would you ask that?"
Damon didn't respond, pulling out two boxes of condoms from under her pillow.
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