Gently but passionately he laid Laurel's body down. The girl was already resigned in his arms, and Aaron was very, very tempted to have her, that instant.

His body pressed against Laurel's body, his fingers parted her dress, traced Laurel's thighs gently, upward, until then touched her femininity. Aaron's fingers played gently, knowing that the place had never been touched before and was very sensitive.

Laurel twitched feeling a strange sensation stinging in the center of her femininity when Aaron's fingers played there. Aaron was such a master, knowing her most sensitive spot, then moving his fingers around there making Laurel feel a strange pleasure she had never dared imagine before.

While Aaron was responding to Laurel's gesture with enthusiasm, his manhood had hardened, pressing against his trousers. Want to immediately feel Laurel's body and immerse himself in her femininity without any restrictions.

"You want it, honey? Answer me, ”Aaron's voice was hoarse with passion. "I don't want to force you, I want you to give up because you want to."

His hardened manhood replaced his fingers, pressing right there at the center of Laurel's most sensitive womanhood.

Aaron waited, waiting for Laurel to answer, he needed Laurel's approval, either in the form of words, or in the stretch of her body's response that showed her agreement. But the atmosphere turned silent, Laurel didn't even move under his knees.

“Laurel?” Aaron lowered his head, his face very close to Laurel's, his breath still raging, showing his passion. But then he noticed Laurel's regular breathing.

The girl ... fell asleep ...

Aaron restrained himself from swearing. His body ached with unbearable passion prompted him to spill it into words. But Aaron managed to hold back. He took a deep breath, gritting his teeth as his manhood rubbed against Laurel's body. Aaron leaned back carefully so that he sat on the bed. Staring at Laurel who seemed to have been immersed in a deep sleep.

Oh my God, he finally got to carry Laurel so passionately onto his bed. Something he never did to any other woman, and Laurel would fall asleep! Soundly too. Maybe he shouldn't have let Laurel drink the wine earlier. One glass of wine seems too much for an inexperienced girl like Laurel.

Aaron smiled ironically at the thought of all that had happened. Laurel touched her cheek gently. Couldn't help himself. The man then kissed Laurel on the lips carefully, then with a dexterous and equally careful movement, he took off Laurel's dress. Slowly, until the girl was half naked wearing only her underwear.

Laurel's body felt so seductive. Just like Aaron's dreams on that lonely night when he missed Laurel, even this scene before him was much better. This body is real, warm and inviting, as if to invite him to immerse herself in its tenderness.

“I am sorry, dear.” Aaron then took off Laurel's underwear until the woman was completely naked. He stared at Laurel's body for a moment, then looked away. His conscience hit him because he was going to give this girl a real bad shock in the morning when she woke up.

Aaron hesitated for a moment, then he took a deep breath. He can't back down. This is the only way to get Laurel to bond with him. He calmly took off his shirt, then his pants, and finally, everything. Until he stood completely naked on the edge of the bed, his body was so sturdy, golden bronze. His Spanish heritage makes his skin color so beautiful to look at. Then Aaron got into bed, hugged Laurel.

The soft friction of Laurel's naked body made his manhood hardened again, hard and ready. Aaron gritted his teeth to hold himself back. No, not yet. He wouldn't just take Laurel away, not when she was unprepared and unwilling to give herself up. Right now, all he needed was sleep and hugged Laurel naked. Making sure what happened tomorrow was according to the plan.

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What Laurel felt when the morning opened her eyes was a tremendous dizziness. Her head felt heavy and as if a sound was pounding in her ears. The dim light from the sun slipped through the curtains so blinding, it hurt her eyes and made her even more dizzy.

Laurel groaned. She tried to sit up holding her dizzy head and then felt the chill rush over her ... because the blanket had sagged down to her waist. Laurel looked down, about to raise the blanket, only to find that she was completely naked under the blanket.

Wait a minute… naked?

Laurel's eyes suddenly fell on the burly arms that were wrapped around her possessively. The arms were wrapped around her just below her bare breasts. Frantically she turned towards the owner of the hand and realized that a man who was now sleeping had a blanket with her. Judging by his brown skin that was clearly visible before her eyes, the man was naked just like her!

Gosh, what happened last night? Laurel rolled her memory quickly, but all she remembered was the vague conversation before drinking the wine, and that kiss… then she didn't remember anything else. Had she gone too far with this boss? Oh my goodness!

Laurel's movements kept Aaron awake from his sleep, even the way he woke up was so elegant. Laurel looked stunned and then cursed herself for not panicking, she took time to admire the way Mr. White had awakened. Mr White's thick dark lashes twitched, then his sharp eyes opened, and looked straight at Laurel. Mr White is apparently the kind of person who wakes up right away. They stare in silence. Long.

Until then there was awareness in Mr White's eyes, which made the man smile.

“Morning,” he murmured hoarsely. “I hope you slept pleasantly last night.” Sensual tone clearly embedded there. Making Laurel even more panicked. That greeting. Clearly intended for a lover who had been making love all night. So was it true that the two of them had done something more last night?

Aaron sat down following Laurel. The blanket also fell to his waist, to the point where his naked manhood almost peeked there. The male virility has an erection. Laurel groaned. Jeez, why is she glancing over there right away? But somehow she was very curious. Laurel knew that a man's virility would become hard when he was lust, from the books she read. But she never saw it in person. And seeing something protruding upright and looking hard under the blanket that covered Mr. White's waist and groin, Laurel immediately concluded that the man was having an erection.

Aaron followed Laurel's line of sight, and realized it was the tension in his groin that made Laurel look shy and wary. He then shrugged and smiled apologetically. “Sorry, that's how it often happens to me when I wake up in the morning, he's hard on his own.” In a seductive motion Aaron pulled the blanket down his waist as if to reveal his hidden manhood.

“Don't!” Laurel shrieked, closing her eyes with her fingers. When she heard Aaron chuckle she immediately opened her fingers and looked at the man in embarrassment.

“You're so different in the morning. So shy.” Aaron gently brought his lips to Laurel's forehead and kissed her. “You must be dizzy. Take a shower, I'll make coffee for you.”

The man then got out of bed, completely naked, and as if not ashamed to show off his naked body in front of Laurel. Then walked out of the room, leaving Laurel alone.