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Jennifer gazed intently at the man before her, her mind swirling in a haze of dizziness.
Timothy froze. “You’re drunk.”
“I’m not drunk! I’m crystal clear,” Jennifer protested. “They’ve kept me under their thumb for years, and now, I’m serving them a dose of their own medicine!”
The thrill of revenge was intoxicating.
Reaching for the wine bottle, she was halted by Timothy’s gentle but resolute grip. “You’ve had enough,” he advised.
“If I can’t drink, then let’s find another way to celebrate,” she declared.
She slid onto his lap with a boldness fueled by alcohol. Her fingers worked clumsily at his tie.
Timothy’s gaze deepened. “You really are drunk.”
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“No! Totally! Did I ever tell you how happy I am today? Let’s do something to make you happy, too,” she whispered.
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Her fingers trembled as she tried to unbutton his shirt, eventually giving up and tearing it open to reveal his chiseled chest.
She couldn’t resist running her fingers over his skin. “Cops, not the right spot!”
Leaning down, she fumbled with his belt, only to be stopped by his firm grip. “Do you know what you’re doing?”
“I know exactly what I’m doing. Don’t interrupt me!”
With a forceful tug, she undid his belt, causing his muscles to tense instinctively. “I prefer to keep my lower half private,” he protested.
“Don’t be shy. I know there’s nothing lacking with you. But I meant your legs!”
Her hand found his thigh, pressing with precision. “There’s a way to fix the nerves here.”
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Timothy’s voice was rough, “Jennifer, are you trying to seduce me?”
He couldn’t quite trust the words of someone tipsy.
At this moment, her actions took on a flirtatious edge.
Jennifer met his eyes. “You still doubt me? I can heal your legs, and then, you’ll have women lining up for you!”
With a wicked grin, he asked, “Are you feeling jealous?”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Honestly, you’re quite the catch. If I don’t sleep with you before we part ways, I’d feel like I missed out.”
“Jennifer, so you’ve set your sights on me? Many have aimed to share my bed, but not everyone gets that privilege.”
“Why not give it a shot now?” Jennifer murmured.
She pressed her lips to his in a bold kiss, driven by the desire to prove something.
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Though she knew there might be no future with
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Timothy, she found him undeniably appealing, worth the experience.
Her hands explored his chest, appreciating the firmness of his abs.
She had longed to touch his sculpted abs for what felt like an eternity, and now, her wish was finally granted.
Timothy lifted her chin and stared at her intensely. “Are you sure about this? I’m disabled.”
“You’re perfect to me because I can heal you,” she asserted confidently.
She possessed the ability to heal his leg!
Indeed, she had access to the medicine that could help him.
Timothy fixed his gaze on her. He had cloaked
himself in shadows, evading the spotlight to ensure he remained unnoticed by others.
Certainly, he harbored no romantic inclinations.
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He was particularly hesitant to reveal his legs to anyone, dreading the attention it might draw.
But Jennifer stood out. She exuded confidence and consistently affirmed that she could heal his legs.
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Moreover, when she gazed upon his legs, there was no trace of pity or sympathy in her eyes nor any hint of regret.
With a swift backhand motion, he pulled her close, pressing her body against his.
His kiss dominated hers with its intensity. His Adam’s apple bobbed seductively as his hand ventured beneath her skirt.
He felt the delicate curve of her waist.
Her skirt came undone. The cold air in the wine cellar bit at her skin, causing her to shiver involuntarily.
“It’s chilly here.”
“It’ll warm up soon.”
Timothy tilted his head, his lips finding the soft curve
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of her neck. Her hands settled on his shoulders as her breath hitched.
She sensed his hand firmly on her waist, his touch gradually descending towards her lower abdomen.
She frowned and whispered, “It hurts, Timothy.”
Feeling the weight of his discomfort, Timothy leaned down to capture her lips and hoarsely murmured, “It won’t hurt after this.”
He spent considerable time soothing her, yet each time he applied even a hint of pressure, she winced, whispering that it hurt.
He gripped her waist with a firm hold, anchoring her to him.
Jennifer dipped her head and bit down on his shoulder, a pang of regret surfacing. This man, she realized, might not be right for her after all.
She had glimpsed him by chance once before and thought he was well–hung.
But she never expected that he would get a monster in
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Timothy arched an eyebrow, his tongue gently tracing the path of her tears on her cheek. “Jennifer, you need
to move.”
She felt overwhelmed, not daring to move.
However, he wasn’t leaving everything to her. His
bust arms clasped her waist with strength, guiding her with deliberate force and controlling the rhythm.
Her toes curled. She was unable to escape the intensity of his embrace.
She whispered pleas into his ear, but he only responded with increased fervor to shag her.
