You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

She had to turn around again, "How can I undress if you don't go out?" “You take it off, and I promise not to look.” He laughed softly.

What the hell?

Joyce is speechless, just, in his territory, she can not help him.

With her back to him, she pulled off her soaked shirt. And the bottoms. Then she squeezed the soaked clothes slightly dry and placed them next to the spa.

Luther kept surveying her smooth spine, her long, slender lotus arms, and after a little wine, his breathing became rapid. Damn, I really don't know, torturing her or torturing himself.

Joyce kept her back to him as she submerged herself in the water, her long hair soaking through and soothing her body.

Although she was still feverish, but felt the temperature, as sweating passed. It seems that the body temperature gradually dropped, and the whole person's spirit recovered much.

It took about ten minutes to soak.

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get up, but Luther never moved behind her and she

On the fence.

came behind her, and said softly, "Get up, and I'll put

struggled for a moment, knowing that he could not drive her away. Had to stand up from the water with his back to him as fast as he could, then quickly wrapped

wrapped his arms around her from behind, pressing his breath against her long, soaking wet hair, spraying the side of her neck,

Her

and

the chair, "I'll blow your hair, dry it before you go downstairs, wet

like a mirror, reflecting her slender body, her scarlet cheeks, and when the hot wind blew

her hair and carefully blow

where it teases, is even hotter than a hair dryer, all

felt like she was melting from the

today, stay home and sleep all day.” He patted her shoulder,

in a hurry and opened the door as

she can