âYouâre nearly thirty, yet youâre still so bashful with me? I recall you being quite forward when you had erred before.
â
Nathan looked at her with a flat expression and retorted, âAre you suggesting Iâm old? Indeed, I am five years your senior, not as young and cute as those interns at Angle Intl.
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He refused to give in and drew Lucinda closer by her waist, holding her firmly.
His voice was deep and alluring.
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âWhile those younger men might be attractive, I have more experience and know precisely how to make you happy.
Moreover, my endurance surpasses theirs, ensuring I can satisfy you like no other.
â
Lucinda couldnât help but laugh and gently pushed his face away, teasing, âYou really think highly of yourself.
â
Ding!
The elevator reached the floor.
Nathan took a sharp breath, bracing himself for what he called the âpunishment.
â
They entered the presidential suite, and Nathan promptly removed his clothes without needing a reminder.
Observing his finely shaped collarbone, toned abs, and muscular thighs, Lucinda could even detect the scent of his masculinity.
Nathan gripped his belt between his teeth and positioned himself neatly at the edge of the bed.
âHoney, punish me.
Today Iâm entirely in your hands; you take the lead.
â
Lucinda approached and softly patted his ass, which felt remarkably satisfying.
By lunchtime, Lucinda had turned his backside bright red, like an apple.
His skin was slightly swollen, showing moderate pain yet displaying a vibrant hue.
They drew the curtains closed, hiding the room and moaning soft noises.
After their activities, Lucinda felt exhausted, and Nathan cradled her in his arms for a nap, occasionally massaging her lower back with his large hands.
Lucinda relaxed like a content cat, nestled deeply in Nathanâs embrace, falling into a deep and peaceful sleep.
Nathan stared and admired her peaceful expression, leaned in, and softly brushed his nose against hers.
âHoney, it seems you still need more stamina.
Your endurance isnât quite as long as mine, so from now on, you should relax and let me take the lead.
â
His eyes gleamed with affection as he gently ki*sed her forehead, lips, cheeks, and chinâ¦
He lovingly marked every part of her face.
Slap!
Half-asleep, Lucinda slapped him on the forehead.