She, who had barely spent time with men, hardly had the chance to touch such muscles. She never imagined that muscles would feel like this when touched - hard but full of sensation, completely different from a woman's soft belly.
His muscles were beautiful, not too thin or thick, not too large or small, clear and visible, making her want to touch even more and reluctantly let go.
However, before she could move, she heard his magnetic voice above her head.
"Does it feel good to touch?"
"..."
When did he wake up? Did he see her staring at his abdomen?
Her hand shocked like electricity, she quickly let go. She got up and quickly said, "Ah, I just woke up... What happened?"
She hurriedly rushed into the bathroom.
Dylan Collins chuckled to himself and glanced down at the spot she had just touched.
The image of her infatuated face was still in his mind, which made him feel unexpectedly cheerful.
