Mr. Right, Spoil Me
Chapter 72 Wear his shirt

Vapors rose from the skin as the mist thickened in the hot bathroom. Water droplets bead and gather on the mirror as it fogged up. As the water dripped from her body, her delicate white complexion was revealed.

Her face was tender and smooth. She stood in front of the mirror and covered her face while trying to calm her racing heart.

She does not have her own clothes. She was wearing Andrew's white and almost transparent shirt.

She didn't want to take a shower but he said that she can't go to bed without one. That was reasonable since she was in the kitchen for so long. How can she not have a shower?

"Sarah, do you intend to use the entire block's water for your shower?" The voice of a frustrated man said from outside. It had been two hours already!

"I, I'll go out immediately!" Sarah braced herself as her heart beat nervously. Andrew was outside and her body...

She was wearing his shirt and the buttons were done up but her body can be clearly seen.

She crossed her arms over her breasts and Sarah nervously walked out.

"Crank."

The door finally opened. First it was a long silky white leg, the hot mists flowed out and the cool air was refreshing. Andrew looked over when he heard the door opening. First there was no one, then her pair of silky white legs stood by the door.

The shirt on her was just long enough to cover her. Her hair was blown dry and flowed naturally. Sarah lowered her head and her hair covered her face, that kind of look, would easily excite any man. With a gentle flick, she gently arranged her hair. Even if she doesn't look at him, she could feel the passionate stare inspecting her from head to toe.

"Sarah." Andrew called her. Sarah looked up nervously and bit her lower lips. Her fair and smooth complexion was revealed, "What's up?"

She just wanted to go to bed and cover herself with the blanket and nothing else!

Thoughts were just thoughts. Andrew was sitting on a sofa nearby and he was working on a laptop. But now he placed the laptop away and pointed his finger at her, hooking his finger and signaling her to go

over.

She must be on guard to protect herself. That was all she was thinking.

Her fingers tightly pinched the short shirt, which was barely enough to cover her. She nervously tiptoed over.

As she hesitated, his hands reached out and pulled her into his embrace. She exclaimed and hugged him tightly. Her scent was all-encompassing and each breath was filled with her sweetness. "Scared?"

Sarah opened her eyes and realized that she was already on the sofa. The person pressing onto her looked like he was up to no good.

She controlled her breathing and pursed her lips. She protected her breasts and blushed, "Let me go, I want to sleep."

Andrew moved to her neck and sniffed, "You're tired? I just ate a lot and need some exercise."

Her eyes widened on hearing those words and her face froze. She didn't dare to move her legs because he was right on top of her.

Her voice trembled, "Andrew, go and take a shower... we... let's talk about it when you've showered, okay?"

Her expression made Andrew's mood change and he raised an eyebrow and said, "First sweat then shower, don't you know?"

"No! I already showered!" When Sarah said this, his face twitched and he squint his eyes. So, this woman is worried that he... devoured her?

As soon as she said that, Sarah regretted and felt ashamed. What if he didn't mean it that way?

She was actually mentally prepared. Even if she got pregnant, she had always hoped for it.

But, she doesn't know why she was able to readily accept him... or if she got pregnant.

Now, if under such circumstances if they were to... she found it unacceptable. She was conflicted. Why the sudden change of heart?

"What are you thinking?" Andrew pinched her face and frowned. How dare she get distracted.

Between his fingers and her delicate body was a thin soft cloth. Each movement and touch could be felt by her sensitive body.

Sarah came to her senses and looked at him with her big round eyes. His hot breath continued to flow over her. She gently said, "Andrew, do you ... do you want that?"

It took all her courage to ask that.

"That...?"

Andrew continued to tease her and mumbled in a low tone. Sarah was so embarrassed asking that. She was alone for too long and asked that question.

"Stop talking, stop talking, let's pretend that didn't happen."

She cowered her head and wanted to squeeze into a hole in shame.

Andrew already knew what she meant. He raised his foxy laughter, "If you want to eat some pork, then don't just look at the pig."

Andrew patted her red hot face, she was still deep in thoughts, her face was red like cherry and trying not to look directly at him. She felt that she was too ashamed to say anything else. Though they are all adults and can be direct, but this was too... too direct.

"Are you treating me as a pig?" Sarah thought about what he said. Wasn't that a bad image?

"Isn't it? I'm a fat pig and you are a skinny pig, why only fat ones are pigs and skinny ones cannot be pigs?"

Sarah was speechless.

"Get lost, I'm not a pig."

She doesn't want to talk nonsense and just wanted to escape from there. The next moment...

Ah...

Ah...

Ah...

He suddenly controlled all her breathing, so rapid that she couldn't see clearly and he already overwhelmed her.

He held tightly onto the back of her head and not let her move an inch. A long deep kiss and his hands were exploring all over her body.

"Ah.. Ah.. No Andrew!"

She felt his increasingly uncontrollable energy, Sarah started to struggle. The opening of her collar got bigger and when she pushed him off, the shirt also came off and fell onto her snow-white collar bone. She anxiously grabbed her collar and her actions were erratic. Her long black hair came intertwined with the man on her body. His expression was like a predator fixated on a prey and did as he wanted.☐☐