“I should go home now.” Charlotte explained softly, “I promised the kids I’d make breakfast for them.”

q“What about my breakfast?” Zachary gazed at her through half-lidded eyes.

“Should I get the manager to send something up?”

Charlotte kissed his forehead, finding him cute in his groggy state.

“No.” Zachary pinned her arms above her head and pressed down on her. “I want you for breakfast.”

“No-”

Charlotte’s protests were muffled by Zachary’s lips.

He had suppressed his desires for the whole night. Now that she was awake, he wasn’t about to let the opportunity slip through his fingers.

Writhing slightly beneath him, Charlotte’s body gradually went limp and she finally closed her eyes, accepting his kiss.

Her body refused to obey her as though it had fallen under his spell. Every time he teased her, all trace of resistance would fly out the window and she would become his slave.

her sweet moans

to their desires and losing themselves in a haze

of dawn streamed in through the French windows and illuminated their entangled bodies

that it was half

are you going?” came Zachary’s voice as he lay sprawled on the bed, even though he was clearly asleep just moments

the bathroom to clean herself up before hurriedly putting on her clothes. Then, she walked over and pecked Zachary on his forehead. “I’ve gotta go now. I

she straightened and was

Zachary all of a sudden. “I’ll send you

to sleep. I’ll

“Give me ten minutes!”

off the bed and strode

out a helpless sigh. Even so, there was a

exhausted, but insists on

this,

waiting for him,

after she was done, looking all freshened up. He grabbed his car keys

at him, perceiving his bloodshot eyes and

room and conveniently draped an arm over her

her eyes at him, but snuggled up to

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