Chapter 120
My intense reaction made Jason's eyes curve even more.
His gaze was deep, his voice low and husky with a teasing tone, "Sue, you're not being good at all."
My face turned red. I looked away, avoiding eye contact with Jason, and said, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Jason chuckled quietly.
He reached his hand toward me, and I instinctively tensed up all over.
But Jason just picked up some food for me, "Eat properly."
I looked at him intently.
Jason acted as if he hadn't noticed anything and started eating himself.
He didn't forget to add, "Sue, your cooking is really delicious. Why can't I make food this good?"
The whole meal made me feel uncomfortable.
After eating quickly, I rushed straight to the bathroom to shower.
I deliberately checked myself in the mirror while getting dressed, making sure even the top button of my pajamas was fastened before opening the door.
The next instant, Jason hugged me from behind.
He rested his head on my shoulder, turning to breathe deeply at my neck.
His strong, powerful arms held me tightly as he murmured softly, "Sue, you smell so good..."
I pulled his hands away forcefully with an expressionless face, "Stop being a pervert or get out."
Jason looked at me with a pitiful expression.
I walked straight back to my room without looking sideways.
Only after locking the bedroom door did my body go weak, leaning directly against the door.
My heart was pounding hard in my chest.
I took several deep breaths before I could calm myself down.
It's all because of the flowers Jason sent today!
Only after my emotions settled did I get into bed.
In the middle of the night, feeling a bit thirsty, I fumbled my way out of bed.
Thinking it was too late and turning on the light would disturb Jason's rest, I didn't turn it on and just felt my way to the kitchen in the dark.
The cool water going down my throat immediately made my body feel much more comfortable.
Just as I came out of the kitchen, a pair of large hands wrapped around me.
Before fear could arrive, I recognized the familiar scent.
Jason pressed his whole body against mine, his burning hot temperature making my entire body tense up.
"Jason, you..." I struggled to speak.
The next moment, my chin was grabbed.
Jason's fingers slowly caressed my lips, making me swallow back the words that were about to come out.
"Sue," Jason's voice was low and husky, making my heartstrings tremble.
He lowered his head and took my earlobe in his mouth, the wet, hot sensation making my whole body go rigid.
"Do you know that going out alone late at night is very dangerous?"
I was clearly just in my own home...
But Jason obviously wasn't going to let me off that easily.
He moved to my lips, first kissing lightly, then the kiss suddenly became fierce.
My eyelashes trembled slightly. I wanted to struggle, but Jason firmly held the back of my head.
He kissed me forcefully, our breaths intertwining and tangling.
My body was more honest than my mind, accepting Jason more directly.
He gripped my waist with both hands, placed me on the table, and deepened the kiss step by step.
The air in the room heated up rapidly. With no escape, I trembled and closed my eyes, accepting it.
Suddenly, my body was lifted into the air as Jason carried me straight to the sofa.
He pressed me beneath him. Just as everything was about to spiral out of control, I struggled to find a shred of rationality.
His eyes were remarkably bright in the darkness.
He stared straight at me, the aggression in his eyes impossible to ignore.
My voice trembled, "Jason, stop..."
"Sue, I want you."
That one sentence seemed to ignite Jason's nerves. He leaned down again, biting my lips fiercely and roughly, yet his voice carried a coaxing tone, "Give yourself to me, okay?"
My body went weak uncontrollably, unable to even voice a refusal at this moment.
My pajamas were lifted inch by inch, tears welling up in my eyes beyond my control.
Just then, Jason's phone rang.
The piercing ringtone instantly shattered the intimate atmosphere in the room.
I immediately snapped back to reality, placing my hands in front of me, struggling to speak, "Jason, answer your phone first."
"No need," Jason tossed his phone aside, wanting to continue.
With the mood broken, I didn't hesitate to escape from beneath Jason.
Ignoring his resentful gaze behind me, I rushed straight to the bedroom, closed the door, and locked it!
Even with Jason shut out, his scent still lingered around me.
I patted my face, helplessly reminding myself.
Don't be seduced by his good looks!
That night, I had an unusually passionate and intimate dream.
In the dream, Jason's face was full of desire, demanding from me over and over again as if out of control.
He called my name repeatedly, making me lose control again and again.
When I woke up the next day, sitting alone in bed, I couldn't help feeling a bit depressed.
It's all Jason's fault!
Why did he have to tempt me?
Getting halfway through and then having a phone call interrupt!
I shook my head hard, throwing those thoughts out of my mind.
It was only six in the morning, still a while before my usual wake-up time.
I carefully opened the bedroom door and peeked out sneakily.
Not seeing Jason on the sofa, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He should still be sleeping in Jessica's room.
Perfect timing—I could take advantage of this to quickly take a shower...
Just as I opened the bathroom door, my eyes widened, and my hands trembled, dropping all the clothes I was holding.
"Why aren't you wearing any clothes!"
I scrambled to pick up the clothes, but then realized the scene before me was inappropriate to look at, so I quickly covered my eyes.
Jason's face also showed some embarrassment.
He instinctively used his hand to cover his private parts.
"Why would I wear clothes when I'm taking a shower?" Jason asked back.
"Then why didn't you lock the door when showering?"
"I don't have that habit, and it's not your usual wake-up time yet."
Jason's gaze fell on the clothes in my arms, his tone surprised.
"But why are you showering in the morning? I remember you don't shower in the morning."
"Mind your own business, I'll shower whenever I want!"
Fortunately, Jason didn't think much of it and nodded, "Then wait a few minutes for me, I'll be quick."
I quickly retreated.
Jason showered quickly. When he came out wrapped in a towel, still dripping wet, the heat on my face hadn't yet subsided.
I kept my head down, not daring to make eye contact with Jason, and rushed into the bathroom.
When putting away my clothes, I looked up and saw Jason's underwear thrown in the sink.
"Pervert!" I muttered, quickly finishing my shower.
After showering, I washed my own underwear while I was at it.
I went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Jason and I sat at the dining table eating.
Jason stared at me with a melancholic gaze and sighed, "Last night was such a shame."
My hand holding the spoon froze, and I glared at him angrily.