A Love Trap

Ashley tugged at her shirt and slowly walked over to Andrew. She opened her mouth to say something to him, but her words seemed to elude her.

Andrew sat on the bed with a hair dryer in his hand. There was a small stool in front of him. He prepared it to help Ashley dry her hair.

Ashley sat on the stool. Although she had lightly wiped her hair with the towel before she walked out of the bathroom, the tips of her hair were still wet. After she stood there for a while, the back side of her shirt was soaked.

Andrew calmly looked away. He gently touched Ashley's hair, turned the hair dryer on, and began to dry her hair.

Andrew gently combed through Ashley's hair with his fingers. Her hair was like a piece of silk that glided in and out of Andrew's hand.

Ashley's hair was very supple, like a piece of silk of extremely high quality. For others, the black long straight hair wasn't that appealing. But it suited Ashley.

She pulled off the black hair look pretty well. Ashley was also blessed with nice features.

A good-looking lady would always be beautiful no matter what she wore or what hairstyle she sported.

Ashley felt Andrew gently caressing her hair with his hand, as if he was appraising a valuable treasure using his fingertips.

The air conditioner in the bedroom was on and provided a slightly nippy atmosphere. However, the wind from the hair dryer was warm. This made Ashley's cheeks blush red.

The hair dryer's steady hum bounced around the bedroom.

After he had thoroughly dried Ashley's hair, Andrew turned the hair dryer off.

He continued to caress Ashley's hair. He combed Ashley's long hair with gentle strokes of his fingers and his palm.

Ashley felt Andrew's hands gently running through her hair. The tugging was just right and she felt her eyes slowly close from experiencing such pleasant strokes.

The atmosphere was quiet.

However, Ashley felt a little hot. "Finished?"

Ashley couldn't help but ask Andrew.

replied, "Well, your

the hair dryer aside and then took Ashley to the bed. She was surprised by Andrew, who suddenly carried her in

a loss for words. Her eyes were fixated on Andrew's, seemingly hypnotized by his enchanting aura. Before she came to her senses, Andrew had gently placed

her legs. Her shyness

she turned her back to Andrew.

closed his eyes, he thought of the scene when Ashley walked out of the bathroom while she was wearing his shirt.

keep his sexual desire in check any

Ashley. He slowly inched his

Andrew's body get close to her. She inhaled and wanted to say something but Andrew's kiss quickly stopped her words dead on its tracks.

Andrew stayed up late that night.

was finally

from a daze. She looked around and frowned

read nine o'clock. Ashley was shocked and

visit Andrew's grandfather. How can I get up so late

the one to blame!'

night before, Ashley's cheeks began to turn

the door. He came in the bedroom with a bowl in his hand.

Andrew entered the bedroom, he found that Ashley had already finished washing her face and was

at him for a

a smile on

the bowl on the bedside table

other side and replied, "I am not hungry. I don't want

for what

be angry.

replied Ashley.

stomach

to find a hole and bury herself

not hungry, you say?" Andrew asked her again.

to eat the bowl of

you let me wake up so late? What would your grandfather think of me? He may think that I'm a lazy