Chapter 89 What Do You Want to Do?
Maybe it was the hot milk or Chandler’s words, but Meryl’s cheeks blushed.
He wasn’t facing the light, his chest subtly heaving.
They were close, and she could faintly make out his pectoral
muscles.
Thunder clapped again.
Suddenly, he pulled her into his arms.
Meryl was enveloped by Chandler’s frame.
In his black shirt, he smelled faintly of wine.
His lips brushed her hair affectionately, making her heart race.
Outside, the rain isolated them from the world.
In the closed space, Chandler pressed the back of Meryl’s head, guiding her to sit on his lap and kiss him.
The scent of wine and milk mingled as their breaths grew ragged.
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His skilled touch made her legs weak. She felt like she was going
crazy.
Her heart pounded. She felt like a small fish clinging to him with
no escape.
Every now and then, she caught her reflection in the wine cabinet’s glass.
She was surprised, never expecting to see this side of herself.
But she and Chandler were husband and wife, so it all made
sense.
He held her hips and walked into the room while kissing her.
He carefully placed her soft and delicate body on the big bed behind him.
Meryl heard a click in the darkness. He seemed to unbuckle his belt. Then, she sat up suddenly as if shocked.
The lights were off in the room, and it was pitch black, with only the faint glow seeping in from the living room through the crack
in the door.
Chandler’s voice was low and hoarse after being aroused. “Are
you nervous?”
Meryl glanced at him but didn’t reply. She got out of bed. abruptly and barefoot.
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Chandler raised his eyebrows. Despite being confused, he did not stop her.
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Rushing to the wine cabinet, she grabbed a half–empty bottle of whiskey and took a gulp.
After all, she was still a virgin. In order to leave good memories for each other, she resorted to alcohol to build up her courage.
“Countless women must have tried to seduce Chandler. You need to stand out and be unique. Make him remember you for the rest of his life and fall deeply in love with you.”
During their late–night chat last night, Anne offered Meryl some advice.
Without related knowledge, Meryl could only ask her for advice, “How could I be the unique one?”
Anne smiled mysteriously.
Her words made Meryl so shy that she wrapped herself in the quilt and rolled around like an octopus on an iron plate.
After drinking, Meryl returned to the room.
Chandler leaned against the bed, propping the back of his head with one hand and staring leisurely at her.
The alcohol took effect quickly, and she suddenly stepped forward boldly while still retaining her rationality.
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She grabbed his tie with one hand and yanked it off.
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Under Chandler’s playful gaze, Meryl looped the tie around his wrist twice, secured it around his wrist, and tied it firmly.
His hands couldn’t move instantly, and she was even considerate enough to tie it in a bow.
“Mrs. Aniston?” He was stunned.
With the tip of his tongue touching his cheek, he smiled meaningfully.
“Mrs. Aniston, so you have such peculiar tastes? You enjoy this sex game?”
Without the tie, Chandler’s shirt was open, revealing his sexy collarbone.
He had good looks, lying on the bed in a subdued posture. At first glance, he resembled a vulnerable and helpless young man.
Meryl felt a little embarrassed, but there was no turning back
now.
Her chilled fingers grazed Chandler’s lips, and her eyes betrayed a touch of drunken confusion.
Her soft lips boldly moved towards his.
“Hush.”
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Dizzy from drinking, Meryl intended to kiss him on the lips but ended up kissing Chandler’s Adam’s apple instead.
He swallowed hard, breathing heavily, and gazed deeply at her.
She looked up blankly and said slowly, “This way, I can do whatever I want to you.”
“Oh?” Chandler raised his eyebrows slightly. “Mrs. Aniston, what do you want to do?”
