Clarisse was pressed against the wall by him, struggling uneasily.
"Jonathan, don't do this, what if the servants come out and see us?"
Jonathan chuckled lightly, his large hand covering her soft fingers, rubbing her nipples through the thin fabric.
"What are you afraid of? Who would come out at this late hour? Besides, dressed like this, weren't you waiting here to seduce me?"
"No, I just woke up hungry and wanted to go downstairs to get something to eat, mm... ah..."
Clarisse shook her head anxiously, explaining, but her body instinctively let out a soft moan under his teasing.
For heaven's sake, she didn't mean what he said at all. She didn't know he would be busy in Cesar Rollin Balas' office until now. She thought he would rest after finishing his work.
