Anna Jadwin lay on the soft bed, with walls made of transparent crystal glass on all four sides.
Wayne Bailey moved the cooking spot to the living room terrace. The floor-to-ceiling curtain was open, and she could see his cooking figure as soon as she lifted her eyelids.
Anna yawned. What had gotten into him today?
As a result, her dreams were filled with the sound of Wayne Bailey cooking.
Aromatic roast goose!
"Mmm… delicious..."
Anna licked her lips, her slippery tongue stirring in her mouth. She furrowed her eyebrows, sensing that something was off.
In a state between dreaming and waking, she felt a sour, aching pain from below.
A familiar rhythmic sensation coursed through her entire body like an electric current.
Through her half-closed eyes, Anna saw the handsome face of the man close to her, sucking on her lips.
Her lower body was filled to the brim, making her shiver and moan.
