Chapter 624

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Mitchel, looking admiringly at Raegan's flushed face, asked provocatively, "Any objections?"

"At all. "I'm not in a hurry." Devonte suggested nonchalantly, "How about I give you an hour?"

“Sounds good to me,” Mitchel replied, evenly.

Devonte commented on how calm Mitchel was.

Seeing Raegan almost out of breath, Mitchel quickly hung up the phone.

Then he whispered, gently encouraging her, "Baby, it's okay to enjoy it."

Raegan's neck was lightly covered in sweat as she tried to contain herself. She put her arms around him, her voice trembling: "Mitchel..."

"Let's go in." Realizing that the desk was too hard, Mitchel carefully moved Raegan to the most comfortable bed in the seating area.

By then, Raegan had lost almost all of her clothes. Mitchel had taken off her clothes while she was on the phone. Now he looked incredibly tempting, impossible to resist.

Mitchel, looking intently at Raegan, leaned toward her and whispered, "Relax, honey... It's okay to bite me, not you."

Raegan was speechless.

After their intimate moment, they were both breathless, Raegan even more so, completely exhausted.

Mitchel helped her up to clean herself, gently washing her.

Overwhelmed, Raegan weakly protested, "No, please... I can't take it anymore."

Mitchel reassured her: “Be good. By cleaning you save yourself from taking medication.

Raegan fell silent again, the meaning of her words unmistakable.

Even bathing Raegan was undeniably attractive to Mitchel. Her shyness was deeply attractive.

Mitchel, full of longing, pulled her in and kissed her deeply.

Their connection was so strong that it was difficult for them to let go. But suddenly, Raegan pulled Mitchel away in a moment of lucidity, reminding him of his duty. «Mr. Frazier is waiting. "You have to go now."

Keeping Devonte waiting for who knew how long was embarrassing enough. With Devonte's knowing tone on the phone, Raegan was overcome with shame.

Everyone in the Dixon Group knew about Mitchel's girlfriend's visit from the incident a few moments ago, and now Mitchel decided to make Devonte wait. It was clear to everyone what they were up to. Raegan was worried about how she was going to face anyone now.

“Okay, let’s go out first.”

Mitchel wrapped Raegan in a towel, carried her to the bed and dried her, but didn't let her go right away.

Raegan felt another intimate moment approaching and her mind flashed back to their recent intimacy. He seemed to drag out the moment under the guise of drying her off, which made her cheeks redden.

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