"Are you doubting my potency?" Charlie slowly raised his eyebrows.
Grace smiled. "Go on with your work. I know well about your potency."
Charlie was provoked. He picked her up, put her on the bed, and pinned her down.
Yet Grace wouldn't let him get what he wanted.
She kept wriggling, took the pillow, and threw it at Charlie.
In the big apartment, she ran and he chased her. They threw the pillows on the sofa and bed all over the floor. The room was a mess.
However, they got closer.
If they were in the villa, how could they be so reckless?
As long as they made some noise, Mckenzie's voice would come over.
They played for a long while. Grace was finally exhausted and couldn't run anymore.
She slightly bent over with her hands on her hips, constantly panting.
Charlie strode over, picked her up, and threw her onto the sofa. With Grace's scream, they were clinging together.
Suddenly, Grace's cell phone rang.
As she was going to reach out to pick it up, Charlie stopped her. He lay atop her arm, pulling her clothes with his long fingers...
Grace twisted her body. "Stop it. Let me answer the phone."
"Have sex with me," Charlie said briskly without hesitation.
"I'd like to answer the phone first." Grace refused.
Charlie almost collapsed. He had to fight back his burning desire. Was she serious?
"Hurry up and go with me! I'll reward you after that." Grace patted his firm and smooth back.
Charlie was so frustrated, lying in bed listlessly.
Grace had no choice but to lean over and whisper in his ear. Immediately, Charlie cheered up and put on his suit.
The car was parked outside the apartment. It was convenient. They started the car and drove towards the villa.
Although Charlie was driving, he was staring at Grace eagerly as if to see her through.
Grace couldn't stand it, patting the back of his hand. "Keep your eyes on the road! I won't go back on my word!"
Hearing this, Charlie finally looked ahead and concentrated on driving.
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