Female Novel
Chapter 113
Chapter 113 As Elliot stared at Anastasia’s long, messy hair that hung from the edge of the pillow, he couldn’t helpbut narrow his eyes a little. He was like a silent, predatory beast that was inching closer toward its prey.Meanwhile, the woman-his prey-didn’t realize a thing as he sat down by the edge of the bed andwatched her sleeping soundly. Her perky red lips made her appear especially seductive. When he saw a clump of hair covering her eyes, he instinctively reached over to brush her hair aside.However, the moment he touched her face, the girl let out a mumble-she was talking in her sleep. All ofa sudden, she held onto his large palm. “Stop messing around, Jared. Let your mommy sleep for a bit,”she muttered. Elliot’s eyes widened a little. Does she think I’m her son right now? Soon enough, the woman wrappedher hands around Elliot’s arm before rubbing her face against it. It was almost as if she were rubbingher face against Jared’s head. Elliot had no choice but to lean closer and play along so that shewouldn’t wake up.
He shifted his body sideways and held his arm out for her to hug him. Then, he proudly allowed her topress his arm against her chest area. All sorts of sensations shot through the man’s body as she didso. He held himself in this same stiff position while the woman continued to sleep. He had no otheroption but to admire her gorgeous face that was illuminated by the dim lighting. Her smooth and fairskin reminded him of a scrumptious-looking dish, and it made him crave for her. Anastasia had no idea what she looked like in her sleep, but the man had scanned every inch of herface in admiration. Throughout the night, he had even counted the number of eyelashes she had oneach eye. Anastasia clung onto him too tightly, so he couldn’t pull away from her without waking her up. This time, Elliot was faced with a challenge greater than ever before. It was a test of his restraint. If hedidn’t have such good self-control, he would’ve let Anastasia get a taste of his skills. “Reach yourhands out, Anastasia.” He tried to get her to reach her hands out while she was dreaming, but shedidn’t since she didn’t know that she was hugging him in the first place. Furthermore, she thought shewas hugging her precious son!
In the end, Elliot decided that he didn’t want to suppress his desires anymore. He leaned forward topress his lips against her cheek. Right then, she clung to his neck before she planted kisses on theman’s cheek. “Be a good boy, Jared…”Both of their faces were right in front of each other, and Elliot could feel the woman’s breath as sheexhaled on his neck. The sensation felt like feathers that seemed to tug on his heartstrings. Elliot couldfeel his blood boiling with desire. He wasn’t that much of a gentleman-he was prepared to take actionwith this woman if she didn’t let go of him soon. Anastasia rubbed against his neck again before she shifted to touch his ear with her nose. It seemedalmost as if she were trying to seduce him. Elliot’s prominent Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he tried his best not to let his hormones getthe better of him. He was close to exploding. Never once had a woman made him so horny thiswoman, on the other hand, managed to do it in her sleep, but he couldn’t sleep with her no matter howmuch he wanted to. All he could focus on was restraining himself while this woman continued to do whatever she desired to do. In the end, Anastasia seemed to have developed some distaste for the man’s strong hormones. Sheflipped to the other side of the bed for some fresh air, and she finally set the man free. He got out of hisstiff position and stood up only to realize that he was soaked in sweat. He had showered for no reason.I guess I’ll have to take another cold shower. After that, he no longer came to his room. Anastasia got the big bed all to herself, and she rolled allover the bed. It was nearly 4.00AM by the time she woke up on her own. When she opened her eyes,she found herself staring at a decorative chandelier that hung above her. This is definitely not myhouse. Oh gosh! Her body shot upright in terror as she cracked her head to recall what had happened. Her last memorywas of herself getting into Elliot’s car. So… Is this Elliot’s house?novelbin