Enna was reduced to a puddle by his skilful caresses, involuntarily letting out a soft moan.
That moan was undoubtedly the best encouragement.
Baron Lawrence pried her lips open, ready to conquer…
Suddenly, a ill-timed cough sounded.
"Cough, cough."
Adam Sinclair lazily knocked on the bedroom door with a smile, a reminder to the entangled couple on the bed, "Just to confirm, I didn't barge in on purpose. You two didn't close the door. I thought one of you was hurt and rushed over. When I saw the door open, I stepped in before realizing… I was intruding on… this…"
Enna was blushing so hard, she could hardly bear to look up.
Baron Lawrence rolled over, helping her tuck in the quilt. He gave Adam Sinclair a stern glare, gritting out two words from between his teeth, "Shut up!"
Adam Sinclair, a man just as wild and unrestrained, knew quite well how irritated Baron Lawrence was. He raised his hands in surrender, jokingly said, "OK, OK, I'll shut up."
