Chapter 161 Becca, This is Very Good
"Frederick, don't..."
"Alex is napping, Becca..."
Frederick lifted Rebecca, his fingertips sliding behind her, clumsily yet patiently fumbling for a moment before undoing the clasp. "We can take a nap too."
"Close the curtains..."
Rebecca said shyly.
In the villa at Pinewood Mansion, the bedroom curtains were thick and heavy.
Not to mention that even with the curtains wide open, the neighboring villas were far apart and not in the same line, making it completely impossible to be seen.
But the old house was different.
At noon, bright sunlight spilled into the courtyard, streaming through the clear glass windows into the bedroom.
Everything was glaringly visible.
So clear that she could see the crimson desire flooding his eyes.
So clear that she could see her softness changing shape under his kisses.
Everything was stimulating her fragile nerves.
Even though she knew Alex was in the front yard, napping at this time.
Even though she knew no one else would come here.
Rebecca still felt her heart pounding nervously, as if it was about to jump right out of her mouth.
"Frederick... ah..."
Frederick remained unmoved, as if he couldn't hear anything, his eyes seeing only her and the beauty of every inch of her skin.
Warm air blew silently from the air conditioner.
When her clothes fell to the floor, Rebecca felt a tingling sensation cascading down her back.
When she finally landed on the bed as he wished, before Rebecca could pull up the blanket, Frederick was already covering her.
"Frederick..."
She wanted to say he was going too far.
She also wanted to say that with the physical disparity between men and women, he was bullying the weak.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, all her words turned into broken, soft moans, echoing back and forth in the quiet bedroom, winding and lingering.
Frederick seemed to hear some command urging him to charge forward, becoming even more excited.
Rebecca bit her lip, not daring to make another sound.
"Becca, this is so good..."
Frederick's kiss fell. "You don't know how much I love you like this!"
Rebecca gave up struggling.
She had recognized the situation—in bed, she was his prey.
Where he wanted to start, it was all up to him.
The only consolation was that she had vaguely figured out his little secret.
Electric currents seemed to slide through her body. Rebecca clung to Frederick's shoulders, tilting her head back to kiss his ear. "Frederick..."
Sure enough, Frederick's body stiffened.
Immediately after, the hands gripping her waist felt like they would snap her in half.
A fierce wind struck, bending the green bamboo in the corner.
The bamboo leaves rustled, making whimpering sounds that lasted a long while before stopping.
The wind gradually died down, and the green bamboo stood upright in the corner again, showing no signs of having been ravaged moments ago.
Drowsily nestled in Frederick's arms, she could hear his clear, strong heartbeat.
Rebecca poked him with her finger. "I want to sleep!"
Frederick caught her hand. Before Rebecca could react, everything spun, and she was pressed beneath him again.
Danger approached, ready to strike.
Frederick looked at her with amused eyes. "Becca, I didn't hear clearly. Say it again—what do you want to do?"
Knowing that if she dared to say the word "sleep," Frederick would make sure she couldn't leave this courtyard today, Rebecca quickly backed down. "I said, I want to take a shower."
"Okay!"
After lingering at her lips for a moment, Frederick got up and carried Rebecca into the bathroom.
Remembering they needed to check on Alex later, Frederick didn't go too far this time.
After showering together, he wrapped Rebecca up and carried her back to the bedroom.
As the bathroom door opened, they saw clothes scattered all the way from the bedroom door to the bed.
His shirt lay beneath her white sweater.
A touch of white rested on his pants.
The images she had finally chased from her mind came flooding back again.