After resting for nearly an hour, Ivy finally stirred. Her body still humd with the afterglow of their earlier passion. She slipped out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. The cool tiles grounded her as she turned on the shower.
Warm water cascaded over her curves. She began soaping her skin, running her hands over her full breasts and down between her thighs.
Lucas watched her from the bed. Desire stirred in him once more. He could not resist. He rose and stepped into the bathroom. The steam wrapped around him.
Ivy gasped. Her eyes widened in surprise as he joined her under the spray.
"I rembered I haven’t cleaned up either," he said. His voice was low and husky.
What started as innocent quickly turned heated. Ivy’s soapy hands moved down his body with tender care. She wrapped her fingers around his thick cock. She stroked him slowly, cleaning every inch as it swelled and hardened in her grip. Veins pulsed under her fingers.
Lucas groaned softly. His own hands explored her with growing hunger. He cupped her slick pussy. His fingers glided between her wet folds. He gently washed and teased her swollen clit until her knees weakened.
He massaged her heavy breasts. He squeezed the soft flesh and pinched her stiff nipples as water rinsed the suds away.
Their bath stretched into an hour and a half of pure indulgence. It was the longest and most satisfying one Lucas had ever known. He pressed his rock-hard cock firmly against her ass. He ground slowly between her cheeks while his hands continued groping and kneading her boobs.
Ivy moaned. She pushed back against him. Her body responded with fresh arousal. The steam, the heat, and the intimate touches lted away the constant busyness that usually consud her.
When they finally stepped out, their skin flushed and bodies still tingling, Ivy reached for her clothes. A flicker of hesitation returned. But Lucas caught her gently. He pulled her naked body back against his.
"You need to rest," he whispered. His voice was thick with emotion and need. "Don’t leave alone tonight. Stay here with , just like this. I want to hold you."
A short, tender exchange followed. His words were vulnerable. They revealed how much her past care had ant to him and how deeply he now wanted to care for her in return.
Touched by the raw sincerity in his eyes and the way his hard cock still throbbed against her thigh, Ivy’s resistance softened. She let the clothes drop.
They returned to the bed entwined. Skin to skin, his cock nestled warmly against her ass. They slept off in each other’s arms.
The next morning.
Warm sunlight slipped quietly through the curtains, casting soft golden light across the hotel room.
Lucas was the first to wake.
For several seconds, he simply lay there silently, staring at Ivy sleeping peacefully beside him.
Her breathing was soft and steady.
For once, the tension that usually lingered between her brows had completely disappeared.
She looked calm.
Comfortable.
Safe.
The corners of Lucas’s lips unconsciously lifted into a faint smile.
Honestly.
Even he hadn’t expected things to progress this far so quickly.
Yet strangely enough.
He didn’t dislike it.
Carefully, so he wouldn’t wake her, Lucas quietly got out of bed and changed into fresh clothes.
After glancing at Ivy one last ti, he headed downstairs.
Nearly half an hour later.
He returned carrying breakfast from the hotel restaurant.
Fresh coffee.
Warm sandwiches.
Pancakes.
Fruit.
Even a few desserts.
anwhile.
Back in the room, Ivy had already woken up.
At first, confusion flashed across her face.
The room felt strangely quiet.
Her gaze instinctively swept around.
"...Lucas?"
No answer.
A strange feeling suddenly settled in her chest.
Did he leave?
For so reason.
The thought made her feel unexpectedly uncomfortable.
She slowly sat up and instinctively prepared to leave.
But the mont she looked down.
She froze.
Her expression instantly turned awkward.
Only then did she realize the problem.
Her pajamas had been torn by Lucas.
And she didn’t exactly have spare clothes with her.
"...Seriously?"
Ivy bit her lower lip lightly.
For a brief mont, she felt completely conflicted.
Should she just leave sohow?
Or wait?
After hesitating for a while.
She quietly sat back down.
Without realizing it, she found herself hoping Lucas would return soon.
Just then.
Click.
The hotel room door opened.
Ivy’s face flushed instantly. She hurriedly grabbed the blanket and wrapped it tightly around herself, covering her body.
Then froze.
Lucas walked inside carrying several bags of breakfast.
The rich aroma instantly filled the room.
Seeing her awake, he smiled naturally.
"Oh, perfect timing."
"You’re awake."
Ivy stared blankly for a mont.
"You... went to get breakfast?"
Her voice sounded softer than usual.
Almost surprised.
Lucas casually placed everything on the table.
"Of course."
He looked at her like it was the most natural thing in the world.
"You didn’t think I’d let you wake up hungry, right?"
For so reason.
Ivy suddenly didn’t know how to respond.
Nobody had taken care of her like this in a very long ti.
A strange warmth quietly spread through her chest.
Still, she felt slightly uncomfortable.
"You... really didn’t have to do this," she said softly.
Lucas paused for a second before looking directly at her.
Then, in a calm voice, he said:
"I’ll do anything for my woman."
The words landed heavily in Ivy’s heart.
Her fingers unconsciously tightened slightly.
For so reason.
Her heartbeat suddenly beca harder to control.
She quickly lowered her gaze, pretending to focus on breakfast.
The atmosphere turned strangely warm.
Neither of them spoke much after that.
Yet sohow.
The silence didn’t feel awkward.
Instead, it felt comfortable.
Natural.
After eating for a while, Ivy hesitated briefly before finally asking:
"So..."
"What about the car?"
Lucas shrugged casually.
"I changed my mind."
He took a sip of coffee before continuing.
"I realized I don’t really have ti to drive around much anyway."
Then he added jokingly:
"Buying one suddenly felt troubleso."
Ivy blinked.
"...Then what about the money?"
Her voice lowered slightly.
"You transferred too much."
Lucas waved his hand casually.
"Keep it."
Ivy froze.
"...What?"
Lucas looked completely unconcerned.
"I already gave it to you."
"So stop worrying about it."
His tone was so casual.
As though he hadn’t casually transferred an amount of money capable of changing soone’s entire life.
Ivy genuinely didn’t know what to say anymore.
anwhile.
Inside Lucas’s mind.
A familiar chanical notification suddenly appeared.
[Ding! Daily rebate increased!]
[Current Daily Rebate: $2,000,000]
Lucas nearly laughed out loud.
Not bad.
Looks like his inco was increasing faster than expected.
After breakfast.
Ivy hesitated awkwardly for a long mont before quietly speaking.
"Um..."
"There’s a small problem."
Lucas looked up.
"What?"
Her cheeks reddened faintly.
"...I don’t exactly have anything to wear."
Lucas blinked.
Then suddenly realized the situation.
"...Right."
An awkward expression appeared on his face.
That was definitely his mistake.
After thinking for a mont, he stood up and grabbed one of his oversized shirts.
"You can wear this for now."
Ivy hesitated briefly before accepting it quietly.
The oversized shirt looked strangely loose on her.
Yet unexpectedly comfortable.
Before leaving, she paused near the door.
Then suddenly leaned closer.
A soft kiss landed lightly against Lucas’s cheek.
"Thank you," she whispered softly.
Before quickly turning away and leaving.
Lucas stood there quietly for several seconds.
Then suddenly laughed helplessly.
Looks like today wasn’t bad at all.
Since he had no intention of attending class anymore, another thought crossed his mind.
Henry.
Back when Lucas had absolutely nothing, Henry had helped him countless tis.
The two had worked together at the sa restaurant.
Whenever Lucas needed extra shifts, Henry would recomnd jobs.
Sotis, when Jessica constantly pressured Lucas for money and he beca overwheld, Henry would even cover for him at work.
Now that Lucas finally had money.
There was no way he would forget soone who genuinely helped him.
After leaving the hotel, Lucas headed toward a high-end restaurant.
Henry loved steak.
Especially premium steak.
And he was surprisingly good at cooking it too.
Without hesitation, Lucas bought five premium steaks as a gift.
After carrying the package outside, he imdiately called Henry.
To his surprise.
Henry was ho.
Perfect.
Lucas quickly hailed a cab and headed straight toward Henry’s house.
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