Chapter 1645: But This Is My Bed
Janelle’s heart was sweet as honey, she lowered her gaze, a bit embarrassed, and took two steps toward him, her cheeks puffed up adorably.
She placed her delicate hand into the palm of his hand, Trevor cherished it as he held it, then gently pulled her closer.
Janelle followed the motion and sat on his lap, her face blushing with shyness because this outfit... was truly too sexy.
As she lowered her gaze, she could see her own fair, long legs.
Trevor indulgently brushed her long hair, looking at her with detailed attention.
The girl had a smile in her eyes, but kept her gaze lowered.
He wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her hand with the other, "Janelle, you look really beautiful tonight."
Trevor’s voice was deep and melodious, possessing a certain chaotic allure.
Her smile grew softer and sweeter, "Hehe, beauty is in the eye of the beholder."
She slightly raised her eyes, finally making eye contact with him.
It is said that in the eyes of loved ones, there is always a light, even if they do nothing but quietly hold each other, they feel immensely satisfied.
She really was beautiful tonight, pure and lovely like a lotus emerging from the water, exuding the fragrance of a recent bath.
Trevor couldn’t help but stroke her cheek, his deep and fervent gaze landing on her attractive pink lips, inching closer, irresistibly kissing her.
Janelle only felt a warmth throughout her body, her heartbeat accelerating, as his kiss turned her mind blank.
Those lips were as cool as spring water, enchanting her as if she were spellbound.
Trevor gently, respectfully, repeatedly kissed her pink lips, with no plundering or possessiveness, he carefully nurtured her, his breathing gradually becoming erratic.
Just when they were about to lose all reason, Janelle suddenly stood up, "Goodnight! Sleep early!" she said shyly, then quickly left.
It was as if she was escaping, disappearing in a flash.
And Trevor’s heart had yet to calm down, looking at the doorway, his lips still retained her warmth.
Thinking of her smiling face, her voice, her playful yet shy demeanor, his smile deepened.
Trevor had completely fallen in love with her, irrationally, irretrievably.
Janelle quickly chose a room, took off her shoes, and snuggled into bed.
After finally calming her emotions, just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard footsteps approaching.
What was happening?
She quietly poked her head out, saw the door gently opened, and in the warm yellow light, she saw Trevor standing at the doorway.
"..." Janelle propped herself up slightly, curiously looking at him, "What’s the matter?"
"Are you sure you want to sleep with me tonight?" Trevor leaned against the door, smiling at her, finding it unexpected that she would be there.
"No." The girl blushed, softly asking, "Didn’t you see I’ve already lain down?"
Trevor smiled, kindly reminding, "But you’re lying in my bed."
"Ah—!" Janelle Mills screamed as she sat up, "Sorry, sorry, sorry!" She quickly threw off the covers, put on her shoes, and rushed to the door.
Unexpectedly, Trevor had no intention of stepping aside, so Janelle bumped straight into his chest.
He laughed, reaching to embrace her as she fell into his arms.
The man’s fresh scent enveloped her, making her dizzy and mesmerized, looking up in his embrace to find him looking at her tenderly.
Their gazes crashed once more, her cheeks slightly reddened as she pressed her lips together, eyes full of awkward amusement.
It was just like this, that made Trevor irresistibly, again, clasp his large hand on the back of her head and kissed her lips.
Gently, repetitively kissed her... as if he could never get enough.
He held her waist, stepping forward with each kiss, she stepping back with each retreat, until they finally kissed and fell onto the wide, soft bed together.