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 on

was cute and

She was probably tired from everything that

bed and tenderly watched her for a long

himself up. Just as he exited

and was

was almost summer, so she was wearing a dress. But now, she felt so warm inside that she wanted to remove it. Jack stood in shock

wriggle out of her clothes, but was

sight of her body and took a deep breath to suppress the fire rising from his belly. He strode forward and pressed her

a daze, Jack quickly pulled her dress

struggled for so long time, but it was all for nothing. She was not

just

her head and ignored

form a

aren't you saying

"I want to change into

child, answering

such a low tolerance to alcohol. Her raised his hand to

bed, okay?" His tone

she allowed

She felt dirty. Angrily, she muttered

knowing what to say. Rachel was taking advantage

coquettish and

most dangerous thing for a man who hadn't touched a woman for a long time was that he had to use all his

luring him, though it

couldn't control himself, Rachel would kill

her eyes. He covered her with a quilt and

didn't fall asleep. She just moaned

something inappropriate, Jack just stayed

to

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

and her eyebrows frowned in

pinch her cheek. Rachel muttered unhappily in response. She wanted to turn her face and avoid

Jack burst into

eyes closed, she responded,

did you want to drink

a while, he heard her gloomy answer, "I