Chapter 218: Morning chore
Abrielle never knew she could be so turned on without a finger being laid on her. Her breath slowed with her fingers curling. She should not be looking but it was so hard to turn away.
Whenever she had a glimpse of his member, it always left her dumbfounded hold it could fit. The honest truth was that she could barely fit him. Her cheeks turned red as a slight thought got to her head. He was probably like this due to how she imagined him.
Her seemingly not-so-innocent mind strayed to wonder how large Lucian was. He was the male lead and would not lose to the second male lead or, rather, the villain of the story. The plot was so complicated that, at times, Hazel was stunned at how her not-so-smart mind could create it.
Cedric groaned, closing his eyes; why did she have to look at him with that hungry gaze? She was driving him crazy, but he doesn’t regret it. He wondered how dirty her mind might be behind those shy red cheeks.
"I can see you enjoy the view so much, Abby," he commented, his voice hoarse. She wondered how he was enjoying it with his callous hands and just soap. Her cheeks were so red she was forced to avert her eyes while she shyly stood in place, pressing her legs together.
"You know this is your fault," he pointed out, earning him a glare from his presuming shy wife who hid her dirty mind.." it isn’t. I suggested using the guest room, but you insisted." She argued, her eyes almost popping out.
If not for the fact his member was killing him he would have had a hearty laugh due to her reaction. "It still doesn’t change the truth. Take responsibility Abrielle." He said as calmly as he could. Abrielle was still stunned at the idea, but his next words, more like a threat, got her to straighten her act.
"It is either you give me a hand, or you prefer being laid back on the hard floor and made to scream out in ecstasy till your voice goes hoarse. Personally, I prefer the latter, but it is still your call." He calmly said but she knew he meant everything he said. This despicable man, she gave him a stiff smile.
What kind of woman would the maids see her as when they overhear such a scene? Although personally, a part of her didn’t see it as a bad thing, that was just the slutty side that didn’t mind being penetrated and touched in ways she could not describe by a literal psycho.
The more logical part of her brain knew the kind of rumour it might cause plus she had an appointment later on today. Why Is the forbidden food always the most enticing?
Reluctantly she took a few steps to his front, a smirk hanging on his lips after successfully coercing her to do this. ’ You can do this; there is no attachment. You think of it as a mission to save yourself.’ She encouraged herself.