What is she doing...?
By the time Hallie Morgan recovered from the shock, she was already all over him, her hands tracing paths across his body.
She realized her hand was resting on his chest, her lips already moist, smeared with his trace…
She was startled, staring at this man with an incredibly serious expression, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to, but you... you're kind of attractive, I couldn't resist…"
"..."
This girl...
She was the one who initiated this...
Dylan Collins could no longer contain himself, muttered an oath, and lunged forward, pushing her onto the bed...
In the room next door.
Kendra Campbell, who had turned on music in her room to calm her nerves, instantly caught the audible conversation from next door.
"Hold on, don't move... my stomach, stomach..."
"Little devil, you're the one who started this."
"I..."
"Ssh, don't move, I'll be gentler..."
Kendra Campbell stood up angrily.
