Before Evelyn could react, she felt the blanket being suddenly pulled away, the cool sensation spreading over her body.
And then, she heard a seductive voice in her ear, “You need to exercise.”
“Ah!? Henry, you’re lying. It’s clearly that you’re not strong enough.”
“Me, not strong enough?”Henry questioned.
He stared deeply at her chest which was rising and falling with each breath. The next moment, his hands suddenly went around to her back to unhook her bra. Both hands covered her breasts, teasing and twisting them gently.
Evelyn’s body softened entirely, her cheeks flushed, involuntarily clenching her legs.
Those two soft and slippery breasts, bloomed enchanting colors in his hands, tempting one to lick them.
Henry lifted Evelyn’s waist, lowered his head, and took her nipple into his mouth. He lightly nibbled on it, then used his wet and hot tongue to swirl around.
“Ah…”… Evelyn’s toes curled up in pleasure…
Henry watched her passionate reaction and then he removed the bath towel round his waist. His cock had been hard and erect long ago.
Immediately, he took off her pants, his hot lips fell on her smooth back. Evelyn’s body couldn’t hold up, and she collapsed onto the bed. His sturdy chest pressing against her. The fiery desire firmly pressed against her already moist pussy.
She was a bit anxious, arching her back to let him get closer.
Henry’s hands slid from her back directly to her soft entrance, skillfully kneading and teasing her. Waves of softness made Evelyn unable to suppress her heavy breathing. Her eyes blurred, and her breath was becoming more and more rapid.
With one hand supporting the bed and the other holding his cock, Henry slowly inserted into her moist pussy.
Evelyn let out a long “Mmm”…
“Am I strong?” Henry leaned down, kissing her cheek, the tight sensation making sweat bead on his forehead, “Is it big?”
Evelyn couldn’t bear it, trembling, sobbing softly, scolding him, “Yes, yes, strong. You’re amazing. Henry, I want you… I want you inside…”
Henry thrust the entire cock in abruptly, “Really?”
“Ah… Re… Really…”
Henry jerked back and forth violently, “Baby, you say, ‘You’re so big, I love it, I want more. Fuck me harder’…”
Evelyn had to repeated it, “Baby, you’re so big… I love it, I want… more. Fuck me harder… Harder..”
Before going to sleep, all Evelyn could think about was Henry’s words, “Baby… I want… more. Fuck me harder… Harder…”
…
The next day.
As soon as Evelyn entered the office, she saw Zane storming in angrily, pointing at the latest announcement of the Fashion Creating Awards about the design of the demon angel, questioning, “Why did you replace my design?”
“Bad things should naturally be discarded,” Evelyn stared at Zane emotionlessly.
Zane had calmed down a bit, “This is my work, you didn’t get my consent…”
“Just because it was designed for Mia, you still want to push it into the game even though you know it’s soulless?” Evelyn’s icy voice poured over him like a bucket of ice water.
Zane uncontrollably shuddered, too afraid to meet Evelyn’s eyes. He still tried to defend himself, “You’re talking nonsense, I… I don’t understand.”
“Don’t understand?”
Evelyn sneered, “Black long straight hair, white chiffon dress, pearl earrings, red nail polish, all of them are Mia’s signature styles.”
“Zane, when did you start acting stupid and liking this woman?”
Evelyn’s words made him furrow his brows, “Evelyn, I like…”
“I don’t want to hear you continue to act stupid. You come here early in the morning to question me. You probably don’t even know what Mia did to you, right?”
Evelyn’s slender fingers tapped on the keyboard, then she turned the computer screen towards Zane. It began playing the footage from that night at the bar.
As Zane saw the moment his phone was taken away, his face gradually turned pale. He tried to cover up, “I drank too much that day, maybe she was using my phone to contact her family, I…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Evelyn stood up with anger.
Seeing Evelyn’s explosive state, Zane, still in a daze, instantly became timid.
“I, I…
“You what? !” Ignoring Zane, Evelyn took out her phone and dialed Mia’s number.
After the call connected, there was the sound of high heels approaching on the other end.
Mia, probably finding a secluded place, “What’s going on? You think winning an award gives you the right to show off in front of me?”
“Mia,” Evelyn’s tone turned cold, “The footage from the bar has been recovered.”
At Evelyn’s words, Mia’s grip on her phone visibly tightened. She quickly forced herself to relax and then chuckled, “So what? The video can only prove that I took the phone, not that I saw the design drafts.”
Evelyn hadn’t even mentioned the design drafts yet, and Mia was already confessing it. She looked up, her gaze landing lightly on Zane.