Sir madame has run away again (Lily and Carson)

Chapter 321

Chapter 321

Luckily, I knew how to swim. I choked a little, but got up quickly.

On the other hand, Eric not only didn’t feel sorry for me after I fell in the pool and got soaked, he

laughed his head off. “You are all wet now!”

Annoyed, I threw some water at him and it hit him right in the face. Target. Now, it was my turn to laugh

as he glared at me. “You are understanding now.”

“Let’s go!” I made a face at him.

“Do you think I won’t?” Eric kicked off his shoes and jumped into the pool. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“You are crazy!” I swam quickly to escape him, but it was too late, as Eric had grabbed me and I had no

way to run.

“Let’s see if you like it now.” He smiled at me slyly.

“Let me go! It’s not fun to get caught so quickly.” I looked back at him.

We were locked in a staring contest, but a long time later, he swallowed hard as his eyes glittered with

lust. Realizing this, I felt that I was burning and I looked away instantly. “Let me go.”

I heard the tremor in my voice, so he chuckled. “You were yelling at me earlier, weren’t you?”

“Let me go!”

“No!” I felt him breathe on my neck and when I looked up I was met with his pure and gentle gaze. My

heart was pounding as my mind succumbed to the atmosphere, so he moved closer.

I let him kiss me however he wanted, and two voices spoke to me in my head. Someone told me to

stop as this was an immoral thing for a married woman to do. ‘You have a family! You can’t be having

an affair! Quick, pull him away and slap him!’ The other said, ‘Eh, your husband cheated on you, so

your marriage is effectively dead. Don’t feel guilty about it. Just enjoy the ride. Forget everything.

Caught up in my dilemma, I remained motionless as he kissed me. It wasn’t until a long time later that I

snapped out of it and pushed him away as I could feel him getting aroused.

Eric was at his peak, and my push was a surprise, so he almost fell. So I quickly got out of the pool and

ran away, not caring what was happening to him. “Where are you going?” he asked hoarsely.