A Love Trap

With beads of sweat forming on his forehead, Andrew slowly reached to undress Ashley. But before he could even touch her clothes, he took his trembling hand back while thinking about the sexy body underneath the thin T-shirt. The silly thought made him blush with shame, which added to his masculine charm.

Andrew was a handsome gentleman who always wore a poker face. Seeing him blush in such a situation, one would be surprised to see him so shy, so blank and confused, not knowing whether to do what he was about to do or not.

Shifting his gaze at Ashley's angelic face, Andrew took some deep breath and finally calmed down.

With all his strength he managed to restrain his lust and changed Ashley's clothes hastily.

After the task was done and his ordeal subsided a little, Andrew's face was completely scarlet and resembled a ripe red apple. He was bothered by the unusual warmth that he felt and the discomfort of seeing a drunk, half-naked woman in front of him.

With an effort to stop himself from imagining things, he looked around the bedroom and dared not to look at Ashley. A glance might make him lose control and be intimate with her.

In fact, Andrew could have looked for a woman to do the task of changing Ashley's clothes. But the thought of that made him annoyed and even mad. It would be impossible for him to allow Ashley's body to be seen by others, even a woman in that case.

'I am the only one who can see her body. Even another woman is not allowed to do that, ' he thought.

Unintentionally, he had been possessive of Ashley.

He was lost in his thoughts and didn't realize his gaze had fallen on Ashley. She was wearing his shirt, a thin and over-sized one. The way she lay on the bed caused the shirt to cling tight on her body, exposing her curves and perfect shapes.

Ashley's hair hung on the pillow loosely. Her pretty face was crimson because of too much alcohol.

Her long eyelashes covered her shiny eyes and her cherry-like mouth looked rosy and moist, which was so enticing for Andrew.

The shirt she wore was long enough to cover her backsides. Andrew looked down and saw her straight slim long legs. He was overwhelmed by her skin that was as white as snow, as smooth as milk.

The longer he stared at her, the faster his heart beat. His mouth parched and his tongue scorched. When he swallowed his slobber, his breathing deepened. Confusion and temptation enveloped Andrew at the moment and his head throbbed at the thought of what would he do.

Being a gentleman as he had been, he tried his best to look away.

'No!

I can't look at her again!'

told himself to calm down in case he would do something that

used to controlling himself and he was proud of that. It was out of his expectations to forget about self-control in front of Ashley. What she meant to him

can sleep on the same bed with her, ' he assumed. Andrew liked this compromised plan and put it into practice. After turning off the lights, he climbed onto the bed, lay down

Andrew could feel the faint smell from Ashley, which lingered from her head down to her toes. Ashley was snoring, but it was not annoying for Andrew. Instead, the low noise was like a feather

this woman was seducing him in every way.

Andrew was determined to stay calm

quietly and peacefully before midnight. She didn't

time, with Andrew hugging her and the quilt over them, she felt too hot or maybe she didn't like the tight

turning, which was challenging Andrew. Time seemed to drag and the morning seemed like an eternity for him. He was afraid

nothing except look at her and hug her, ' thought Andrew. He was saddened by the idea but tried his best not to entertain

control himself. It was not

clock striking

time to time. Ashley had never spent the night outside. This was the first time and she was so

on the sofa in the living room watching the world that was enveloped by darkness slowly brightening up, as it was already

are not close since they were kids. Today, Lena allowed us to quit on condition that Ashley would meet her after work. She

stupid to believe Ashley's words. If something bad happened to Ashley,

of the creepy idea, she dared

at Andrew's house everything was

she couldn't remember when was the last time

flooded the room through the windows, making

They were hugging each other with a tender smile. The scene was so lovely—two hearts entwined, calm, contented and so

her eyes to the blinding brightness, Ashley woke up. She

was with Mr. Chen.

to her mind was the last thing she did the other night. That was what she could recall. Thinking of that, she sat up

to get off the bed when

scared, she yelled, "Ah! Ah! Ah!

shirt. It was not her clothes because it must belong to a man. Her face

night, before I got drunk I left the box and was about to go home. I butted on

recall something but it didn't work. She didn't realize that she hadn't figured out what the "warm wall"