How long has he been cold to her?

Suddenly getting so close made Summer Sutton’s mind feel a bit muddled.

The man’s body behind her was still pressed against hers, and through the thin summer fabric, Summer could clearly feel his warmth, as well as the contours of his abdomen and chest.

It’s obvious what Watt Bennet wants to do.

They hadn’t done this sort of thing for who knows how long, despite Summer Sutton having tried countless times without success.

At this moment, she even considered whether to reject him, to get back at him a little.

Summer Sutton also wondered if his leg injury hadn’t healed yet, would it be difficult for him to manage.

Just in these short few minutes, Summer’s mind raced with countless thoughts, she even turned her profile slightly, her gaze quietly looking down along his waist.

As if he saw through what she was thinking, Watt coldly interrupted her thoughts, "Don’t worry, I can do it!"

Summer Sutton felt a bit embarrassed, and her gaze naturally returned.

Watt’s arms wrapped around her waist from behind, his hands ventured into her bathrobe’s collar, his palms caressing her baby-like skin, his fingertips teasing her bathrobe’s belt open...

Summer’s body became a bit stiff, and she held her breath tightly.

They had done these things countless times before, but today, inexplicably, Summer Sutton felt nervous.

In that instant, Summer’s mind thought of many things, like how long Watt could stand, and what if his leg injury flared up, would they have to stop midway, and whether his self-esteem would be hurt as a result.

What he and she were doing now was something she once very much looked forward to, yet at this moment, Summer felt a bit tormented.

She didn’t know when her bathrobe had been removed.

The summer night’s breeze, blowing through the lightly draped curtains, made Summer Sutton’s body feel a little chilly.

Watt pushed her down onto the bed, his body pressing from behind.

Their position made Summer feel somewhat embarrassed, her face already flushed.

Earlier, Watt wasn’t willing to do these things. When she exhausted her brain cells trying to tempt him, Summer Sutton didn’t feel much embarrassment.

However, today, she succeeded, and everything was initiated by him, yet Summer Sutton was so nervous her heart was pounding.

In this instant, Summer’s mind was blank, she didn’t even realize he had reached the final step.

The nighttime Watt seemed like a different person, he was no longer as indifferent as when she usually saw him, like a wolf who had traversed the night for a long time, only to meet its prey, so fierce that Summer Sutton forgot he had a leg injury for a moment.

Thinking back on all her earlier worries, Summer Sutton realized they were truly unnecessary.

He is Adrian Walyon!

The man capable of being locked in a room with her for days and nights without resting even once.

What does a leg injury matter?

Like he said himself, doing this kind of thing doesn’t need legs.

A hazy night.

After Summer Sutton grew tired, she didn’t know when she fell asleep.

When she woke the next day, her body was only sore, with no other sensation.

The bruises on her body were numerous, simply terrible to look at.

Summer looked at herself like this, increasingly finding her behavior last night rather laughable.

With Watt’s energy, does she really need to worry if he’s capable?

Feeling around for the alarm clock on the bedside, she checked the time, twelve-thirty, it was already noon.

Watt was already gone, seemingly off to work.

Looking at the empty space beside her on the bed, Summer Sutton cursed him a bit in her heart.