Rena returned to the room, finding Waylen smoking at the edge of the bed.
With one hand resting on the bed and the other holding a cigarette, he emanated a distinctly masculine aura. Upon seeing Rena enter, he narrowed his eyes and asked, “Do you have a razor?”
Softly, she replied, “No.”
“Okay.” Waylen exhaled a stream of smoke slowly, extending his hand.
Without hesitation, she handed him the towel and a new toothbrush, but Waylen didn’t take them. Instead, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her gently, causing her to fall onto the bed.
Before she could react, he pressed himself against her.
“Waylen!”
Rena exclaimed, her anger simmering, but she didn’t dare to speak too loudly, fearing she might awaken Alexis.
Waylen grabbed her hand, pressing it onto the bed with one hand while stubbing out his cigarette with the other. Then, he produced something.
Rena lay on the bed, her long brown hair cascading around her face.
Waylen released her hand but exerted more pressure to keep her pinned beneath him. They were so close that Rena hesitated to make any movement.
With some clumsiness, he placed something on her.
It was the pair of pearl earrings.
Waylen, inexperienced in helping a woman put on earrings, accidentally poked her earlobe. Wincing, Rena unhappily said, “Ouch! Waylen, can you be more gentle?”
Her ambiguous words made her appear deeply provocative.
If he disregarded her feelings, he would have already succumbed to his desires and taken her.
Waylen gingerly fastened the earrings for her.
Afterwards, he said in a low voice, “I still remember that after we made love in the hotel, you left first, and one of your earrings fell at the end of the bed. The earring had a similar style to this pair. Rena, these earrings look exquisite on you!”
She was left speechless.
Waylen had turned such a simple remark into an erotic innuendo.
He yearned for the feeling of being intimate with her.
He didn’t want to miss this opportunity tonight.
He had been too busy, and his fear of going too far and upsetting her had prevented him from acting upon his desires.
Drawing closer, he buried his face in her neck and asked, “Rena, haven’t I made you happy in so long?”