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In her muddled drunkenness, she vaguely remembered how nice James’ chest looked.
And how nice it probably felt.
If she were sober, there was no way she’d even glance at it, let alone touch it. If she so much as bumped into him while his shirt was unbuttoned, she’d have scurried away like a startled rabbit.
But now?
Now she was fearless. Unfiltered. Unleashed.
She wanted what she wanted-and saw no reason to hold back.
Glancing at the elegant curve of his pale neck, she swallowed hard and reached out, grabbing the front of his shirt with both hands.
“Take it off! Show me your chest,” she barked at him. “Or I’ll bite you!”
What?
James froze.
No one had ever asked him to strip before-much less demanded to see his pecs.
He’d always thought that once he and Lily finalized their divorce, he’d go overseas with Leila and register their marriage. When that time came, they’d be honest with each other, completely transparent.
But this was their first time meeting in person.
And she was clearly drunk.
He really didn’t think it was appropriate to go shirtless in front of her.
His ears turned red as he cleared his throat awkwardly. “Leila… You’re drunk. You shouldn’t-
She was drunk, yes-but she could/still tell he was refusing.
Stingy man. He wouldn’t cooperate with her even a little.
Fine then-she’d help herself.
She shot him a glare full of drunken indignation and popped open the top three buttons of his shirt. As she worked, she mumbled under her breath, “Won’t even let me look at your chest… stingy bastard! 1 want to look, I want to touch-you can’t stop ine!”
And with that, she boldly reached out and gave his chest a firm squeeze.
James felt like his entire body had just gone up in flames.
He never imagined the girl who’d seemed so meck would turn around and manhandle him like this while drunk.
And even worse…
His body was reacting to it.
Shame crawled up his spine. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at her.
Clearing his throat again, he mumbled hoarsely, “Leila… don’t touch… don’t-“
She ignored him completely.
The more he protested, the more she doubled down.
His chest didn’t just look amazing-it felt amazing too. Firm, warm, and springy.
So satisfying
She was getting addicted.
Her hand wandered lower, and she began to resent his shirt. It was getting in the way.
Scrunching up her not-so-lovely face, she grumbled, “Elias, I want to see your abs.”
“I told you to take off your shirt. You won’t. What, are you too scared to show your abs? You’ve got them, but you won’t let anyone look… You’re so stingy. Those abs are wasted on you!”
“I…”
James really couldn’t.
He’d already stretched his self-control to the breaking point.
He was terrified that if he lost it completely, he’d scare her away for good.
“Stingy bastard,” she muttered under her breath. “Won’t even let me look. I don’t even care anymore. It’s not like you’re the only guy with abs! If I’d known you were this stingy, I should’ve just gone to a gigolo club instead! I’ve got money-1 can/tip them all I want. I-Leila will let you look!”
James knew it was all just drunken nonsense.
From their chats, he could tell she was the sweet and proper type. No way she’d actually go to some club and ogle male escorts.
But hearing those words still made his stomach twist in jealousy.
Before he realized what he was doing, his fingers were unbuttoning the rest of his shirt. Then, he grabbed her hand and pressed it flat against his abs.
She let out a giggle.
It was ridiculous how happy she looked, running her hands over his chest and stomach like she’d just found buried treasure.
Meanwhile, her touch was driving James insane.
He felt like a wild beast trapped in a cage, each stroke of her fingers stoking the fire under his skin. He was moments away from breaking loose-tearing down every last wall he’d built.
But Lily remained blissfully unaware.
Once she’d had her fill of his abs, her attention drifted back to his lips-those warm, soft lips she’d been dreaming about.
She leaned in clumsily, cupping his face and pressing her mouth to his.
Even as she kissed and nibbled at him, she still had the audacity to grumble.
“Elias, didn’t you tell me to stop moving? Told me to get off?”
“Well, I’m kissing you. I’m biting you. What are you gonna do about it, huh? If you’ve got the guts, then kiss me back!”
And with that, she deepened the kiss, her delicate fingers unlocking the last restraints on his body.
James couldn’t hold back anymore.
He was no saint.
There were no gods untouched by desire-not really.
They were all just people.
He grabbed the back of her head, pulled her in, and flipped the script-letting his fire consume them both.
Together, they burned.
They burned through the night, through everything that had ever kept them apart, until nothing remained.
Not even ashes.
His desire for her was like wild grass in spring-growing out of control with every passing breath.
James had no experience being intimate with another man. He couldn’t even get through the instructional kind of films people recommended. He didn’t know what to do, how to take the next step.
All he could do was lose control-gripping her waist and kissing her, over and over, with maddening intensity.
The moment his trembling hands touched her, he realized something her waist was impossibly slender.
Calling it “barely a handful” was no exaggeration.
Is this really a man’s waist!
He felt like if he so much as squeezed slightly harder, he’d snap her in half.
He tried not to use force, but the heat rising between them made it impossible. His control slipped, bit by bit.
“Leila..
He called her name, drunk on longing, overflowing with affection and tenderness.
They were already pressed so closely together. His kisses had already deepened so much. But he couldn’t stop himself from going deeper, from holding her tighter, from wanting more.
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