143: Chapter 144: Can You Behave Properly?
143: Chapter 144: Can You Behave Properly?
She could sleep on the sofa, and he could sleep in the bed, this issue would be perfectly resolved.
But he…
insisted on being in the sa room as her.
This made things difficult.
Joanna didn’t quite believe that he could only fall asleep this way.
She wasn’t a sleeping pill, after all.
The lights in the room were off, the curtains drawn, it was pitch dark, and they could hardly see their hands in front of them.
Joanna couldn’t see his expression, but from his voice, she could guess that he was frowning while talking: “How could I let my woman sleep on the sofa while I sleep in the bed?
Baby, you can say it, but I can’t do it.
There, just sleep well, don’t worry about .”
“But…”
“Baby, if you really care about , let sleep in the bed.
Of course, if you’re still worried that I won’t be able to control myself and want you, then just forget what I said.”
Joanna clutched the small blanket, biting her lip and hesitating for a mont before wavering, “Then can you promise that you’ll behave?”
“I can’t.”
“…”
“Baby, if a man can still behave when the woman he likes is lying next to him in the sa bed, you shouldn’t worry about whether or not he’ll touch you but whether his physiological functions are normal.”
“…”
“I can only promise not to go all the way with you.
But I definitely won’t be able to resist holding you, kissing you, or making even more intimate moves.”
“…”
Joanna’s face flushed with heat, warmth emanating from her pores.
He was…
simply too honest now, wasn’t he?
What could she say to that?
Couldn’t he just lie to deceive her a little?
For a mont, they were silent.
The room beca quiet once again.
All one could hear was the ticking of the second hand on the wall clock, and the shallow breathing of the two people in the room.
After three or four minutes of silence,
Joanna finished her struggle, turned her head, and softly called out, “Ashton Heath.”
“Hmm?”
The man hadn’t fallen asleep yet, as he imdiately responded to her.
Joanna, holding the corner of the blanket, her face blushing, said, “Co sleep on the bed.”
A few seconds later, the man spoke again: “What about you?”
“Uh, this bed is quite large.” Joanna pursed her lips, sowhat shyly, “It’s no problem sleeping two people, we can just sleep on opposite sides.
If you don’t like sleeping this way, you can also…”
Before she could finish her sentence, a shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and the other side of the bed sunk down a bit.
The small blanket in her hand was also snatched away at the sa ti.
Before she could react, a strong, powerful arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her into a warm, hot embrace.
The man’s domineering and refreshing scent filled her nostrils.
Ashton Heath held her tightly in his arms, covering their bodies with the blanket.
Apparently frightened, the girl in his arms struggled once, her weak and delicate voice trembling like a little kitten, with a touch of panic, “Ashton Heath, let go…”
“Don’t move, Baby.”
Due to her squirming, the lust he had barely suppressed earlier began to rise inside him again.
Ashton Heath took a deep breath, tightened his arm around her waist, and spoke with restrained and enduring hoarseness: “I just want to hold you while we sleep, nothing else.
But if you keep twisting around in my arms, I won’t be able to restrain myself.”
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