"If you don't wanna be busted by Anya and answer her endless questions, you'd better keep your clothes on and save yourself the trouble."
She looked at the marks on her body. No need for Nathan to say it again, she started buttoning her shirt nervously.
"Shameless, crazy!" Thinking about what he did last night, she had an urge to vent.
Nathan raised an eyebrow again, "You want more?"
"You..." Yulia immediately caught on and bit her lip.
After she got dressed, Nathan stood up, crossing over Yulia to lie in the middle of the bed, with the sleeping Anya beside him.
Yulia turned her head nervously, afraid that he would wake up Anya. Fortunately, Anya was sound asleep.
She had just heaved a sigh of relief when Nathan pulled her onto the bed. Her heart started racing, she looked at him. "You..."
"Aren't you tired? Go back to sleep."
Yulia looked into his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. She didn't know what he thought of what happened last night.
He had been drinking. Did he lose control because he was drunk? Or was he pretending to be crazy with the help of alcohol.
If it was the former, then what did his current behavior mean? Did he just need a woman, so it didn't matter if it was her? Or was it because it was her, that he thought it was justified.
"Are you still drunk?" She couldn't help but doubt, otherwise, how could he become so principle-less.
Nathan chuckled, buried his head in her neck and mumbled, "Yes."
Then, Yulia froze. Nathan bit her neck, his hand sliding into her shirt, all the way to her chest. She was so scared that she grabbed his hand, her breathing was all over the place.
"Nathan! Knock it off!"
"I'm still drunk." Obviously pretending to be drunk, he grabbed her hand and put it on her chest.
Yulia's face instantly turned red. She struggled, but he held her hand and touched her boobs twice. She felt so ashamed of touching herself with her own hands.
He laughed softly in her neck, his voice echoed in her ear, making her annoyed.
Yulia couldn't understand his behavior and thoughts. She clearly resisted everything he did, but it’s useless, and it even turned him on more.
How should she deal with this shameless man? She felt helpless. "Can you stop it? Nathan, what are you thinking?"
She sounded very angry, even a little impatient.
Nathan's movements didn't stop. He seemed not to care about her question, nor her obvious emotional fluctuations.
"Nathan..."
He suddenly kissed her lips, much gentler compared to the madness last night. It made her a little stunned.
"You're so loud."
After the kiss, he spoke with a lazy tone. His fingers threaded through hers, causing her body to tremble.
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