Reclaiming Her Heart
Chapter 826 Gently Held Her

Selena sat in the car, dead silent. John was up front driving, and Raymond was right next to her.

Their legs were touching, and he could feel her warmth through the thin fabric.

The car's dim light and the streetlights outside cast shifting shadows on her face.

This play of light and shadow made it easy for one's mind to wander.

From the moment they got in the car until now, ten minutes had passed, and Selena's gaze had been glued to her phone, like he didn't even exist. Raymond went from feeling pissed to just plain helpless.

He noticed Selena had one hand on her knee, looking like she was deep in thought.

She probably felt annoyed, so she leaned back and closed her eyes.

Her right hand held her phone, her left hand rested on her knee, her brow slightly furrowed, and her eyelids closed, looking all peaceful.

Raymond hesitated for a minute before slowly reaching out and gently holding the hand she had on her knee.

Selena's body stiffened. She opened her eyes, her gaze meeting his deep pupils.

She felt her heart heat up and tried to pull her hand back, but he held on tight.

Selena wasn't good at playing these ambiguous games. Every time they hooked up, he would just go for it directly; he never acted like this.

She tried to pull her hand away once, but he didn't let go.

She tried a second time, and this time Raymond went even further, interlocking their fingers and holding her hand tight.

The temperature inside the car seemed to rise. Selena felt hot, and a layer of sweat formed on her forehead.

Probably because she was too annoyed by work issues, at this moment, through the flickering light and shadow, looking at him, she felt like she was seeing someone else.

A trace of surprise flashed through her mind, but then Raymond leaned in, resting his head on her neck.

Selena's hand was held, and her neck was filled with his warm breath.

"Raymond, you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she felt a tickling sensation on her collarbone, both numbing and addictive.

In fact, Raymond was right before; her body was very honest.

She was almost twenty-four when she first had sex with him, and he had a strong desire for control in this area, which she couldn't resist.

From the first night's intensity to every time after that, the stimulation he provided was always shocking.

Even though she internally rejected him, every pore in her body felt immense pleasure when he got close.

This was a physiological reaction she couldn't control.

"Don't do this," Selena said.

She pushed his head, but he said, "You clearly like it."

Yeah, her body did like it. She couldn't control her body's reactions, and no woman could control the secretion of hormones.

Raymond's slender fingertips moved downward, and when they came back up, they were slightly moist.

Selena was mortified, momentarily forgetting all her work troubles.

Her breathing quickened. She thought he would do something even more excessive, but he just lightly rubbed his fingertips together and then put them in his mouth. Selena couldn't stand seeing his noble face doing such actions.

She had realized long ago that she couldn't stand seeing Raymond's beautiful, noble face doing such lewd actions.

The contrast was too strong, like a giant hammer striking her heart.

She hurriedly looked away, cursing him in her mind.

Raymond didn't say anything, as if he had just casually teased her. Now, he was the one playing with his phone.

He seemed unaware of the physical reaction and shock his actions had caused her.

Now he started working on his laptop, his slender fingers tapping on the keyboard.

Selena tried not to look at him, but out of the corner of her eye, she could see the watch on his slender wrist and his beautiful fingers still tapping on the keyboard. Thinking about what those hands had just done...

She felt so hot that she quietly opened the window to let the outside wind blow in.