Chapter 722 Pampering

Zayla let out a soft hum and didn’t answer. No response? He narrowed his eyes and suddenly loosened his grip. “Ah!” Zayla exclaimed, hastily giving her answer. “Yes! Yes!”

Lincoln still firmly held her in his arms, keeping her secure, and then he placed her into the bathtub. His hand swiftly removed her damp sunscreen shirt.

Zayla quickly held herself tight. “You should go out…” she reached out and pushed him. “I’m just pampering my sugar mommy.” Zayla looked at him, “Pampering, me?” “Isn’t that what I’m doing?”

His hand had already found its way to her smooth back, effortlessly unclasping the hook. Zayla was taken aback by his confident movements. Little did she know, that night he struggled with it… in the end, the black bra was torn apart by him.

The steam filled the air, enveloping the entire bathroom in a misty haze, while the water in the bathtub continued to overflow. Satiated and content, it was already dark outside. Zayla felt completely limp, unable to muster any strength. “Are you appeased now?”

He whispered softly in her ear. Zayla sank into the bed, turning her head away in anger, refusing to pay him any attention.

he kissed her ear and said again, “I’ve been abstinent for nearly thirty years, and now that I’ve indulged, you should at least understand

wide awake. Her beautiful eyes widened in astonishment as

still couldn’t exert any force, that… that short sentence contained a wealth of information.

so charming, Lincoln pinched her nose and said, “You want me to pamper you again?” That kind of

against the wall, and finally being placed on the sink. She immediately suppressed her smile, closed her eyes, and

her head gently, and tucked her in with a quilt. Just as he was about to turn and leave, Zayla reached out and

what? “You’re a virgin.” With those words, Zayla quickly let go, turned her back, and pretended to be asleep under

purposely taking a few steps forward, leaning down, and calmly whispered in her ear… “Ms. Vargas, I also

hanging on the balcony… Her heart started to race, thumping wildly like a group of deer joyfully dancing. Lincoln

it all to themselves, with only the four of them residing there. Theodore and Scarlet were already dining on the ground floor. When they saw Lincoln, but not

become such a heavy sleeper?” Scarlet didn’t say anything, but she noticed the bite mark on Lincoln’s

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