Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea) novel Chapter 101

When I finally couldn't stand it anymore, I asked. My voice was indescribably charming. Even I suspected that it was from my mouth.

His movements did stop with my voice, but it was different from what I thought.

"Don't you feel comfortable?" he asked.

"What are you feeling so good about? I'm obviously feeling awful. I told you that leaning against the glass door was very uncomfortable. Why don't you understand?"

Probably because he was extremely angry and ashamed, he shouted out regardless of anything.

After a while, Harrison didn't say anything. I looked at him, and the atmosphere became awkward for a moment. The chaotic atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant.

"If I don't regret it now, it's absolutely impossible. If I had another chance, I wouldn't have said that. Even if it's uncomfortable and comfortable, it's much better than now. If Harrison gets angry and leaves me here directly, what should I do then?"

I'm definitely not a woman with a strong feeling, but I don't want to be left here by a man. What's more, if I was left here, he might find another woman. The more I thought about it, the more entangled I was.

In my conflicted mood, I voluntarily leaned against the glass door, put my hands on his neck, and said in a soft and charming voice, "A Ze, don't you understand what I mean?"

He looked at me without saying a word, but I could clearly feel that when I called him A Ze, his body stiffened.

Although he couldn't say that he was happy, he didn't refuse. For the time being, I thought it was a kind of tacit consent.

"When a woman says that she doesn't like it and doesn't want it, she likes it very much and wants it very much."

The corners of his mouth curled up and drew close to my face. "Are you the same?"

"Am I a woman?" I asked.

He raised his eyebrows. "I want to test this carefully."

Her words made me blush, but I still asked, "How do you want to test it?"

He picked me up by the waist and opened the bathroom door with his feet. I was a little flustered but also a little expectant.

He put me on the sink and kissed me without waiting for me to speak. Before he could say anything, he ate all of me.

When I was kissed by him, I thought to myself, "I still have to thank Sienna. Men like this kind of thing. No matter how pure they look, they must cooperate with their freedom in their bones so as to attract all men's hearts."

Even if I don't want to admit it, this is already a confirmed fact.

He played with sexy underwear with his slender fingers over and over again. I felt that he was not playing with underwear, but playing with me. Because from beginning to end, I couldn't say a word. My whole body was hot and I was tortured by him.

However, this kind of torture could not be described as torture. It was comfortable and uncomfortable, making people unable to extricate themselves.

The end result of the sexy underwear was, of course, painful. Even if it was a lace, Harrison did not seem to be in the mood to slowly untie it. In the end, he simply ripped it off. The quality was very thin, so it was really inconvenient to pull it.

Early in the morning, I was woken up by the ringing of the phone, and then the phone was connected. I continued to close my eyes and sleep. In the hazy, I heard Harrison's voice.

"Chelsea is sleeping."

"Then I'll thank you very much sometimes."