Accidental love II

Chapter 94 Massage

Hearing this, Janice felt so touched. Tears welled up into her eyes.

Marcus was so kind to her! How would she repay him?

In the study room.

Janice thought about it over and over again. The way she could repay Marcus was to insist on

massaging his legs every day so that he could stand up as soon as possible.

If Marcus really could stand up, she would really like to watch the sunrise and sunset with him, or go to

the beach to pick up shells and step on the sand. She even began to depict the scene of walking

alongside him in her mind. In a warm afternoon, they two strolled on the boulevard, listening to the

crisp bird song and watching the mottled light and shadow on his body...

"Janice, what are you thinking?"

Just now, Marcus called her several times, but she didn't make any response. So he had to ask louder.

She smiled shyly, and said softly, "I ate too much at night, so I was a little sleepy.”

"Well." His low and sexy voice was full of the masculine taste of a gentleman.

Janice felt a little embarrassed. She quickly changed the subject, "Marcus, let me give you a massage."

A faint smile was on Marcus’ face. He said softly, "Thank you, Mrs. Clinton."

Then he supported his body and sat on the sofa. He raised his legs up with his arms, and then took out

a braille book from the cabinet next to him.

Janice spread out the acupoint map of the human body beside her, and started massaging him against

the acupuncture points above. Although she was not particularly professional, she looked so serious.

A few minutes later, something unexpected happened. She suddenly saw his leg shake.

It was weird! Today, it was the first time she gave him a massage. It wouldn't work so soon, would it?

She immediately massaged in the same position again, but found that his legs did not respond at all.

She must see it wrong just now. His legs would not be able to regain consciousness in a short time.

Janice shook her head, refocused her attention on her hands, and adjusted the intensity of the

massage at the same time.

While she was concentrating on massaging, Marcus stopped touching the braille book.

His throat tightened again and again. All the nerves in his body began to beat slowly. There seemed to

be a fire in his body. He was turned on.

"Stop!" His voice was a little hoarse.

Marcus grabbed her little hand abruptly and gently pushed her away, "You have been busy all day. Go

to rest early."

His voice became more condensed. He frowned and looked so serious.

Janice was puzzled by him. She looked at him blankly and wanted to say something but she didn’t say

it out.

He had been in a good mood today. Why was he upset all of a sudden?

However, she didn't ask anything in the end. She just walked back to the bedroom.

It was midnight.

Her soft and long hair was draped on the pillow

Suddenly she woke up from her sleep. When she was just about to fight back, she remembered

Chloe's words, “You must work hard to cooperate with him in order to collect evidence.”

Yes, she had to obey him this time!

Janice gritted her teeth

The man was very satisfied with her cooperation, and gently took off all her clothes.

When he thought that the woman was ready, he invaded her deeply again. It was just that this time he

was gentler than ever. He watched her reactions carefully, and tried to cater to her rhythm.

Janice’s breathing began to become rapid. Her mind went blank, following his movements. The arms

that were originally placed on both sides of her body unexpectedly encircled his waist.

During the whole process, the two bodies reached a high degree of fit. The man began to get her over

and over again, until she was so exhausted that she fell asleep completely.

The next day, early morning.

The warm sunlight shone in the bedroom. The light and shadow made the room look warm and soft.

Janice was defeated by the soreness when she turned over. She opened her eyes reluctantly. She felt

so sore and weak. She collapsed on the bed. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Struggling to walk to the bathroom, she saw the bloodshot eyes in the mirror. Immediately, she

remembered the crazy behavior last night.

She obviously resisted that. It was obviously a kind of self-willing and depraved behavior, but she

actually fell into it and couldn't extricate herself from it. How could she be worthy of Marcus by doing

this?

She stood under the shower and wrapped her body in the warm water.

At this moment, rather than washing her body, she wanted to wash away the unbearable memories of

last night.

She focused on self-examination. When she realized that he didn’t wear a condom last night, she found

that she had already washed away the traces left by him!

She was actually indulged in it and forgot it!

The annoyance and regret were intertwined in her chest. Janice sighed, feeling depressed that she

wanted to get angry but couldn't.