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?"

and clung to my body, outlining my figure. I stretched out my hand to touch her,

like it when you have the scent of another woman on your body. So, you'd better not come out until

didn't know whether to cry or to laugh, but it made me happy to see her act 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,

wash every

was stunned. Then, I felt a burning desire

a hoarse voice, "Then

played at the edges of Sylvia's lips and

tossed the shower head away and began to take off her clothes slowly. Her

figure. Very soon, she shrugged off her shirt, revealing her

stared at her intently and felt like

take off her pants immediately. Instead, she stepped into the bathtub and straddled on my

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off in a painfully slow manner. Her cold fingertips

was completely uneven, and the desire buried deep in

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