"Here I thought you had cajoled me in the tub just to buy yourself time to run away, but it seems I overestimated your intelligence."
Alecia sneered as she spoke, her sharp gaze locking onto Jackson. He had snapped out of his cultivation state the moment she entered, standing up with an unreadable expression. But as he stepped closer, she felt an unexpected weakness in her legs. Her breath hitched, and before she could stop herself, a blush crept onto her face.
"How do you feel?" Jackson asked, this time holding her gaze as his fingers gently stroked her cheek. The gentle, shy naive boy who was introduced to s*x just a day ago by Diana was no more, standing in its place was a man with a body build for pleasuring ladies. There was no technique behind his touch—just raw presence. Yet, he c
