Then, she took the small notebook from his hand and casually placed it on the table.
"OK, now, we can go to bed." She stretched her arm around his neck, "Lucas Walker, I'm so tired. Can you carry me back to the room?"
Embracing her waist, he lifted her up like a child and paced out of the study room and returned to the bedroom.
After placing her on the bed, he leaned in and kissed her lips.
He would not be seeing her for a while after this night, so of course, he was not going to let her off lightly.
Ivana Bennett did not dodge, she just parted her lips and let him take what he wanted.
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...
By the end, both of them were drenched in a light sweat. Holding her in his arms, Lucas Walker affectionately kissed her cheek, "Ivana, I feel so blessed."
Ivana Bennett shot him a glance, "You're blessed, but my waist is killing me!"
Sometimes, she genuinely worried that his indulgence in physical pleasure would cause some problem.
