My Baby’s Daddy

At this moment, Willow’s leg directly pressed against Jasper’s crotch. As he drew a deep breath, his lingering drowsiness was dispelled by her unexpected actions. Yet, with each sigh that escaped his lips, he held onto the hope that, in due time, she might retract her leg from his body. His intuition proved correct. As she lay there, she sensed an uneasy presence brushing against her calf, prompting her to roll onto her side.

With a deep exhale of relief, he felt a soothing comfort wash over him. Then, he drew her into a tender embrace, their bodies fitting together like a perfectly arched bow. Unexpectedly, she turned her head again, ending up face-to-face with him.

Their faces hovered mere inches apart, and a delicate exhale from Willow grazed Jasper’s jawline as her cheek gently met his profile. Hence, he closed his eyes and felt helpless at this moment. However, she thought that this position was uncomfortable, so she turned her back to him, and her bottom ended up directly against his sensitive area, snugly fitting on it.

His once placid breath now quickened as if caught in a race against time. Does she know how to sleep? She changed her sleeping position five times in just a few minutes.

entirely Willow’s fault, for she was used to sleeping on a top-of-the-line mattress worth hundreds of thousands. Now, she had

wrapped around his neck, making him lean down. A warm and alluring face drew near in that

a tickle at her nose, so she softly nuzzled against his face. In this tender moment, she exuded the enchanting

and self-control saved him from surrendering to: the tempting urge to kiss Willow. Then, with a gentle whisper, he implored, “Willow, sleep

of the

of emotions. She couldn’t help but wonder, What did I just do to him? “Get

letting him go was inconceivable. The mere idea of being awake at this hour without him by her side