Chapter Three
"Stomach? Let me feel..."
As he spoke, he slipped his hand directly into her clothes, caressing her stomach.
"Hey!!"
She cried out urgently and bashfully, her face so red it could bleed. Looking into his smiling eyes, Sofia Hamilton deeply felt that she was truly no match for him.
No matter what tricks she tried to play, she couldn't outplay him.
All she could do was to mumble with a flushed face, "It's not hurting anymore."
"It stopped hurting that quickly?"
"Yes."
"Don't hold back, tell me where it hurts, and I'll help you..."
"Stop!!"
Sofia Hamilton quickly grabbed his hand. His warm palm was so hot against her skin that it seemed to make all her blood boil.
Sofia Hamilton certainly didn't want him to take all her advantages...
This man, cunning as a fox, obviously knew she was faking it and was just toying with her.
