Carlisle’s lips twitched. “Don’t be silly. Why would I y with them?”
Phoebe giggled delightedly. “I was just envying Wanda, but now I envy you! You must be happy to have such a soft, pliable woman being so intimate with you!”
“Get back to your dormitory. Carlisle red at her, but his lips couldn’t help curving into a smile.
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He was happy every second and minute that he was with Wanda. Even the air seemed sweet when he
was around her.
Christine walked out after tidying up Wanda’s clothes.
Phoebe said, “We’ll get going now. See you tomorrow!”
Carlisle nodded. “Make sure to stay safe!”
After they left, Carlisle carried Wanda happily over to the kitchen.
He finished making the hot chocte and put it on the coffee table to cool.
“Wanda, do you want to get down for a bit? I don’t think I can handle this!” Carlisle was an adult, and it was hard not to react physically when he was carrying her around.
He hunched slightly, <b>and </b>his voice grew hoarse.
“No…” Wanda pouted as she tightened her arms around his neck.
“Babe, you’re ying with fire here!” Carlisle’s eyes darkened.
Wanda didn’t know what he meant, but she liked being carried by him.
However, she soon felt ufortable and said, “What’s in your pocket? It’s poking me.”
Carlisle coughed dryly. “It’s probably my phone. Get down. I need to make a call!”
Wanda finally got down.
“Whew… I’m going to the toilet!” Carlisle strode toward the toilet while Wanda followed him in her slippers.
Just as he was about to close the door, she suddenly said, “You’re not allowed to close the door!”
<b>“</b><b>Uh</b>…” Carlisle wanted to cool down. How could he do that if he didn’t close the door?
“Shall we y hide–and–seek, Wanda?”
“No!”
“There’s no toilet paper left in the toilet. Go and get me some!”
“I won’t!”
“Uh…” Carlisle was at a loss. She was being too difficult to deal with.
There was a sly sh in Wanda’s eyes. She looked pleased with her own wit as she said, ‘I’ll <b>get </b>you toilet paper, but you’ve got to feed me using your mouth!”
What a good deal for Carlisle!
He was grinning so widely that his face was about to split in half. He immediately nodded and <b>said</b><b>, </b>“Okay.
The moment Wanda turned around, he closed the door.
After a while, Wanda came back with the toilet paper and knocked on the door.
Carlisle hitched his pants, zipped them up, and opened the door.
He had just cooled down by sshing cold water over his face from the faucet.
He hadn’t wanted to waste all his pent–up energy.
He washed his hands and brought Wanda back to the living room, where the hot chocte <b>had </b>cooled
until it was merely warm.
He licked his dry lips and grinned. “I keep my word! I’ll feed you now!”
Wanda sat beside him, smiling brightly, as if her scheme had seeded.
Carlisle took a sip of hot chocte and kissed Wanda’s plump lips.
After she had finished it, Carlisle went to the bathroom and adjusted the water temperature for her to
take a shower.
Wanda didn’t close the door while she was showering, either. Carlisle sat with his back to the bathroom. as he yed with his phone.
However, he was distracted.
He wished he could turn back and look!
Wanda finished showering and came out of the bathroom wearing a pink spaghetti–strap nightdress. “I’m
done.”
Carlisle turned back to look at her, and he felt the fire of desire burn inside him once more.
Wanda’s hair was still wet from the shower, and she hadn’t toweled herself dry,
Even her spaghetti–strap nightdress was wet.
Her silky, soft skin was vaguely visible, and it <b>triggered </b>Carlisle, especially with the drops of water that dotted her corbone. He could feel the heat rising within him and had to fight the impulse to lunge at her and kiss her.
His eyes dared not stray down. He swallowed, then blushed and looked away. “Go back to the bedroom and go to bed. I’lle to you once I’ve showered.“