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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up, but Luther never moved behind her and she was a

On the fence.

behind her, and said softly,

from the water with his back to him as fast as he could, then quickly wrapped

behind, pressing his breath against her

too hot.” Her voice

He laughed and stopped teasing

"I'll blow your hair, dry it before you

lip, the floor-to-ceiling glass seemed like a mirror, reflecting her slender body, her scarlet cheeks, and when the hot wind blew her long hair away, she felt her face get even

hair and carefully blow dried every

hotter than a hair dryer, all the way to the

he finally blew out his hair. She felt like she

today, stay home and sleep all day.” He patted her shoulder, "I'll carry you

a hurry and opened the door

that she can barely stay