Chapter 75 Afraid That He
Would Die Elizabeth opened her eyes slightly. As the man pressed her hand down, she was currently touching his… She nearly yelled out loud. Instinctively, she tried to pull back, but the man refused to release his grip on her.
Elizabeth panicked and tried her best to free herself. Alas, she was no match for his strength. Nibbling on her lip, she couldn’t stop
tears from welling up in her eyes. Her cheeks were as red as a tomato, and she felt as though she was on fire. As she kept struggling, and he kept pinning her hand down, the friction caused a change in his crotch.
The change was clear to Elizabeth, and she grew increasingly anxious. now? What should I do? What do I do Her lashes quivered nervously as she was on the verge of bursting into tears.
This was the first time she had ever taken care of a drunk man. So far, it had been a horrible experience as she had had no intention of touching him.
Matthew’s breathing turned heavy. If she doesn’t stop, I might lose control at any moment. Thus, he released her hand and muttered, “Take it off…” Finally, Elizabeth regained freedom.
She took a few deep breaths to calm down. The previous exchange had drained her completely. It felt more tiring than having to run five whole kilometers.
Sweat had drenched her clothes despite the low temperature in the room. It was wintertime, but she was sweating profusely. That was tormenting! Elizabeth shoved Matthew and
called, “Mr. Hilton, Matthew, jerk.” When the man didn’t respond, Elizabeth reached out to unbuckle his belt. She clenched her jaw and unzipped his pants.
She then entered the bathroom and remained there for some time. When she came out, she sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to check his breathing.
He’s breathing. He’s still alive. For the entire night, Elizabeth repeated the action until she passed out from exhaustion. Finally, she was sound asleep.
Matthew opened his eyes and gazed at the sleeping woman. Underneath her velvety lashes, her delicate features were sweet and alluring.
Matthew carried her to the bed and tucked her under the covers. As she was in his arms, he could no longer remain calm. Dipping his head, he planted a few
Kisses on her cheek. The more he Kissed her, the greedier he got. He couldn’t get enough of her. Slowly, his lips trailed to her lips. After a taste of her sweet lips, he couldn’t restrain himself anymore.
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