Tonight, he seemed to be more gentle than usual.
When this man was gentle, it seemed even more unbearable. Norris Moore didn't know what was going on, but she couldn't bear this man's gentleness. It was like some addictive poison, drowning her in his tenderness.
The two of them lay silently in bed, the man reaching out to hold her slender waist.
He enjoyed smelling the faint fragrance of her body.
His fingers circled her hair, round after round, as if to wrap around his heart.
Her hair was soft, which he really liked.
Having finished, both of their breaths were calm, especially with the man holding her, perhaps because they hadn't seen each other in a long time.
Treton Smith didn't move, instead lowering his head to gently kiss her delicate earlobe and whispered into her ear, "Have you missed me?"
Norris opened her eyes and glanced at him, "…Yeah. I was thinking about when you'll pay me my salary."
Trenton chuckled softly, pecked her lips, and called her a "money-lover."
