Rufus' POV:

All of a sudden, Sylvia pulled me up domineeringly. I looked at her in astonishment. "What's the matter?"

She looked unhappy again. Did I say something wrong?

But before I could figure it out, Sylvia had pulled me into the bathroom.

Despite the awkward situation, even I had to admit that Geoffrey was good at setting the mood. Even the bathroom looked romantic and fancy.

Under the warm, dim lighting, I saw that the bathtub was covered with a layer of rose petals. Condoms of various flavors were placed in a conspicuous location. Obviously, these had been prepared beforehand.

I stood in front of the bathtub, bewildered, when Sylvia suddenly pushed me in. I fell into the bathtub with a splash and was instantly immersed in the strong scent of rose petals.

Without saying a word, Sylvia turned on the shower head and sprayed water on me. I didn't resist but looked at her curiously. "What's going on?"

her expression. Soon, my clothes were drenched and clung to my body, outlining my figure. I stretched out my

scent of another woman on your body. So, you'd better not come out until you're

so possessive. I reached out to take the shower head from Sylvia's hand. I was going to say I could take a bath by myself, but she refused to give

every inch

I felt a

in a hoarse voice, "Then we have to take

smile played at the edges of Sylvia's

and began to take off her clothes slowly. Her slender fingers started unbuttoning her shirt, her little

perfect figure. Very soon, she

her intently and felt like time itself had

jeans. But she didn't take off her pants immediately. Instead, she stepped into the bathtub and straddled on my waist. Her half-opened jeans gave me a glimpse of her

me help you with that."

my clothes off in a painfully slow manner. Her cold fingertips touched my bare skin

was completely uneven, and the desire buried

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