Stuck in you

Rachel felt dirty. She threw up her hands and said, "I need to wash my face and hands."

Jack rubbed between his eyebrows in reluctance. "Stop! I'll do it. Wait here and don't move."

Even though she was drunk and confused, Rachel obediently waited for Jack.

After a while, he came into the room with a warm wet towel. Rachel raised her face and closed her eyes.

Holding the towel in his hand, Jack paused as he turned to look at Rachel's face. Her eye lashes were thick, coming down from the bridge of her nose. Her red lips puckered out, as if she was teasing him.

Filled with temptation, he wanted to get a taste of her.

As if he was bewitched by this beauty, he slowly lowered his head and hovered over her lips.

Just when their lips were about to meet, she suddenly opened her eyes. She looked at him, confused. "What are you doing?"

Jack blinked, coming back to his senses. As if he was struck by lightning, he quickly and awkwardly stepped back. A pale pink blush coloring his cheeks.

He was tempted to tell her. But he decided not to. Not when she was looking at him like that with her pure black eyes.

He felt like a criminal looking at an angel.

He hesitated for a while and said, "I'm going to wipe your face."

She persisted. "Why are you so close to my face?"

She looked at him suspiciously. Buying for time, Jack looked at her, trying to think of a good answer.

He cleared his throat and said, "I saw something dirty on your face and wanted to take a closer look."

"Okay." She bowed her head. "Please continue."

He sighed in relief. She bought his excuse.

He slowly wiped her face, too embarrassed to look her in the eye.

Rachel frowned uncomfortably. Jack immediately loosened his grip.

Like a child, Rachel stretched out her hands and said unhappily, "You haven't wiped my hands yet."

Noticing her reddish cheeks and dazzled eyes, Jack silently wiped her slender and beautiful hands.

Rachel was like a child when she was drunk. If he took a photo of her appearance and showed it to her the next day, she would get so mad.

want to betray her trust like

helped Rachel wipe her hands, she fell

was cute

lay with her eyes closed. She was

and tenderly watched her for a long

cleaned himself up. Just as

up on the bed and was struggling to

to remove it. Jack stood in shock as her white and slender waist came into view, her bra peeking

to wriggle out of her clothes, but was too drunk to

closed his eyes at the sight of her body and took a deep breath to suppress the fire rising from his belly.

in a daze, Jack quickly

it was all for nothing. She was not

you just lie down? What are you

her head and

his mouth, unable to form a proper sentence. What was

you saying

pursed her lips and said, "I want to change into a

child, answering every question

a low tolerance to alcohol. Her raised his hand

change. Just lie on the bed, okay?" His tone became gentle, as if he was talking

didn't understand. Why wasn't she allowed to

could she sleep with her dress? She felt dirty. Angrily, she

stood there, not knowing what to say. Rachel was taking advantage of the alcohol to

was coquettish and twisting, testing his

time was that he had to use

luring him, though it was

Rachel would kill him

closed her eyes. He covered her with a quilt and turned on the air conditioner to cool her

didn't fall asleep. She just moaned in

do something inappropriate, Jack just

people were the most unreasonable to talk to and the

the bed. She then laid on her stomach and faced Jack. She murmured some words, but

eyes, and her eyebrows frowned in

He couldn't help but pinch her cheek. Rachel muttered unhappily in response.

burst into

eyes closed, she responded,

you want to drink

waiting for a while, he heard