Lucy's heartbeat increased as she fell upon the fluffy bed behind her. As her eyes traced to look at the man oposte ot her, she saw the glint of happiness.
Yet there was lust in his veins.
Without her escaping or trying to say anything, she felt his hands touch her navel. He had lifted the shirt to her stomach, with her wearing her undergarment to cover her private area.
The tip of his finger traveled and made her feel the sensation crawling in her, as Lucy closed her eyes and felt herself drawing in the same saga. Gulping back, she heard the sound and immediately saw Davis walking out from the bed.
"W-what happened?" she noticed she went to the side table and pulled out the icecube from there. Thereafter, he filled a glass of wine and took a sip out of it, without testing his gaze away from her face.
