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Chapter 18 - Obsession and Shyness

Hamilton was quickly soaked as the water splashed onto him, and his clothes stuck to his skin. "Emily Williams, you have no chance to apologize anymore. I will never let you go," he said as he ran towards her. Seeing his anger, Emily Williams felt a bit scared and dropped the hose on the lawn, running to evade Hamilton's pursuit. Hamilton picked up the hose from the ground and sprayed it impolitely towards Emily Williams ahead of him.

Under the sunlight, the water sparkled and cascaded onto Emily Williams. She laughed and reached out to shield herself, but soon became drenched. Hamilton immediately caught up to her and embraced her, the two of them twisting into a bundle on the damp grass, both covered in mud.

Although they were wet, the warm sunlight fell upon them without any chill, only laughter. "Hahaha!" Emily Williams couldn't stop laughing as she looked at Hamilton's red nails. Hamilton, infected by her laughter, had a smile on his lips. "Emily Williams, you're using this trick too? Let me show you how I'll deal with you." But in the next moment, he saw her soaked clothes, exposing her provocative figure before his eyes, and his attention instantly shifted to her body.

Seeing Hamilton's infatuated look, Emily Williams got up from the ground and walked into the villa. "Emily Williams, stop for me," Hamilton quickly caught up to her.

Clear laughter rang out as the two of them left a trail of footprints on the living room floor, just like children. Hamilton held Emily Williams, wanting to pull her back to the room. Emily Williams grabbed onto the door, "I'm all wet, I want to take a shower."

"Either obediently take off your clothes in front of me, or help me take off mine. Don't even think about anything else."

"Can't I take a shower?" Emily Williams looked innocent.

"No." Hamilton stared at the clothes clinging to her body, able to see her pink bra through the thin fabric.

"After I help you undress, can I go take a shower, please?" Emily Williams didn't wait for his answer, already walking up to him and unbuttoning his shirt.

Hamilton lowered his head, watching Emily Williams gently unbuttoning his shirt. One of his big hands caressed her chest through her clothes, kneading it. Emily Williams let out a soft moan and took a step back, but he pulled her into his arms, leaning down, and eagerly kissed her rosy lips. He tasted the softness of her lips while his hand continued to caress her chest, making her pant softly.

Emily Williams looked up at him as he kissed her, feeling dizzy and overwhelmed. He alternately caressed her chest with tenderness and fervor, causing her to tightly grip his arm and try to make him be more gentle. Hamilton gradually pushed her backward, eventually causing her to fall onto his bed.

As Hamilton undid his pants at the edge of the bed, Emily Williams propped herself up with her elbow and realized that from his gentle push, her lower abdomen was already exposed. She hadn't even had a chance to fix her top when Hamilton started pulling down her pants, along with her underwear. He spread her legs, positioning himself between them.

Hamilton's hand glided over Emily Williams's exposed abdomen and gradually lifted her top, revealing her chest tightly enclosed in a bra. She placed her hands in front of her chest, feeling shy even though they had done this many times before, and he had explored and touched her body thoroughly.

Hamilton pried open her fingers and pushed her hands away from her chest, his large palm cupping her ample curves through the fabric of her bra.

"Mai, please. Can I go and take a shower?" Emily Williams felt uncomfortable with the sticky feeling on her body after being drenched in water.

"Now is the time for me to teach you a lesson. You don't need to say anything," Hamilton said, continuing to massage her breasts with delight. He had no intention of letting her go.

"Can't we... shower together?" Emily Williams's voice was low, ashamed to even make such a request.

"After we're done, I will wash you thoroughly," Hamilton whispered softly. He then noticed that her bra had become loose from his touch, exposing her snow-white skin. His other hand slowly moved downwards from her collarbone, until both hands firmly covered her peaks. Her bra had been removed, serving no purpose anymore.

Blushing, Emily Williams turned her head to the side, and Hamilton caught a glimpse of her fair and alluring neck.

He would soon savor it slowly, so he didn't rush. He lightly caressed and tweaked her swollen buds, lowering his body and gently cupping one of her breasts, taking the tip into his mouth. Her nipple kept swelling in his mouth, giving him a springy sensation as he couldn't help but nibble and suck.

Emily Williams's fingertips sank into his hair, "Mai, please, be gentle..."

"Mmm..." Hamilton mumbled, his mouth full of her sweetness, his response somewhat muffled.

Emily Williams couldn't help but surrender, wrapping her hand around the back of his head to bring herself closer to him.

Hamilton moved his lips to the other side, hungrily sucking and then adjusting his position. He felt a tightness in his lower abdomen.

Emily Williams felt the trembling of Hamilton's advance, his hard and scorching desire rubbing between her legs, following the rhythm of his breath.

"Ah, gentler." Emily Williams' chest was sore from his fondling. She twisted her neck in pleading, trying to grab Hamilton's wrist but unable to muster the strength. At this moment, Hamilton couldn't resist his desire any longer. He needed release.

The pain in Emily Williams' chest was replaced by the burning heat between her legs. She reached out to her thigh, wanting to remove that scorching temperature. However, when her fingertips touched his burning and imposing member, she quickly withdrew her hand in fear.

Hamilton noticed that her palm's touch seemed to cool him down a bit. Unable to control his unbearable desire any longer, he grabbed her hand and pulled it towards his crotch, asking her to cool him down.

Emily Williams blushed and held his hard and swollen organ. Her hand trembled, but under his guidance, she could only keep stroking it. He couldn't imagine how terrible the world would be without her. He only knew that he couldn't be without her!

After who knows how long, Hamilton, satisfied, finally withdrew his desire from her tight passage and lay comfortably beside her.

Emily Williams sat up, enduring the soreness in her waist. She looked down and saw her nipples, at the top of her breasts, were vividly red and erect, completely different from their usually pink and tender appearance. She gently stroked them and only then discovered that her entire body was covered in red marks. She glared at Hamilton and instantly felt the pain between her legs, even worse than the first time he took her.

Hamilton went too far, too crazy. And afterwards, he just lay there, sleeping, not caring about her. She was truly angry. She picked up her phone and called her good friend, wanting to provoke Hamilton.

Hamilton lay next to her, watching her sexy back. He secretly touched her, wanting to hold her in his embrace. But just after being with her, he still wanted more. He knew her body might not be able to endure it, so he reluctantly refrained from touching her again.

Seeing Emily Williams pick up her phone to make a call, he simply looked at her coldly without saying a word.

"Jack Wilson, it's me, Emily." Emily Williams knew that among all her friends, Jack Wilson was the most loyal and understanding towards her. So she often called him to confide her thoughts.

"Oh, it's you. After meeting at the nightclub that night, I went abroad for a business trip, so I didn't have a chance to hang out with you. I didn't expect you to call. Do you want to arrange a meeting?" Jack Wilson's voice came through the phone.

Hearing a strange male voice, Hamilton immediately became alert. He perked up his ears to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Emily Williams intentionally raised her voice, "Sure, I've been missing you a lot lately. Can we meet up sometime? Oh, wait, why don't we set a time right away?"

Meet another man? Hamilton lay behind Emily Williams, feeling somewhat uneasy. What on earth is she up to?

"Emily, I didn't expect you to be so eager. Let me check my schedule. Even if I'm busy, I'll make time for you," Jack Wilson's tone carried a touch of indulgence. He was unaware that Emily Williams was using him to provoke Hamilton.

"Jack Wilson, I knew you would be the best," Emily Williams sweetly smiled, feeling satisfied that she had gotten under Hamilton's skin.

Hamilton finally realized that his girlfriend was lying on his bed, chatting and flirting with another man. He shifted his body and reached out his hand, gently caressing Emily Williams' waist. Her skin was smooth, leaving a delicate sensation on his hand. He wrapped his arm around her waist and slowly moved upwards, one hand groping her chest.

Touched by Hamilton's caresses, Emily Williams couldn't help but let out a delicate moan from between her lips and pushed his hand away.

"Emily, do you have time tonight? Shall I pick you up or will you come over?"

"Um... to let you showcase your gentlemanly manners, of course... it's better for you to come pick me up," Emily Williams' voice was intermittent since Hamilton sat behind her, his chest pressed against her back, his hands firmly gripping her breasts, kneading them vigorously.

Emily Williams lowered her head and saw his domineering hands and her sore chest. She reached out and pulled his hands away.

"What kind of dish do you want to eat? I'll make a reservation first," Emily Williams took the rare initiative to approach him, and Jack Wilson appeared very pleased.

"Um..." While trying to provoke Hamilton, Emily Williams was about to speak, but she realized that if she did, her voice would easily turn into a moan. She bit her pink lips and suggested, "How about we go have some Italian pasta?"

"Let me think about which restaurant serves the best," Jack Wilson responded.

"Okay..." Emily Williams simultaneously picked up her chopsticks and pinched Hamilton's hand back with the chopsticks. Hamilton finally let go of the two masses in front of her chest. He gently pulled up one of her arms from behind, lying in her embrace, tilting his face and lightly licking her rosy earlobe.