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Listening to the soft sound of raindrops tapping against the window above the bathroom, Clara remained nestled comfortably in Liam’s arms and murmured under her breath. The small boutique-style hotel suddenly felt even quieter with the rain outside, making the warm bathroom feel strangely isolated from the rest of the world.

Without waiting for Liam to respond, Clara slowly raised her head and looked directly at him with moist, unblinking eyes.

"The water is getting a bit colder... I want to go back to the room..."

"Um, it is getting a little cold."

Even though the water was still warm and soothing, Liam immediately understood what she actually meant. He didn’t bother questioning it. Instead, he slid one arm beneath her legs and the other around her slender waist before lifting her effortlessly out of the bathtub.

Water streamed from both of their bodies and dripped onto the floor, while Clara’s drenched panties clung to her as Liam carried her toward the hotel room with long, steady steps.

At this point, any hesitation or unnecessary question would have been completely pointless. Clara had already made her intentions clear enough, and Liam wasn’t dense enough to pretend otherwise.

This girl had already made her intentions very clear, and Liam’s brain certainly wasn’t made of wood, so how could he possibly misunderstand what she wanted? As for the few doubts still lingering in the back of his mind, those could wait. There would be plenty of time to ask Clara about them properly once the two of them understood each other a little better.

Held comfortably in a princess carry, Clara rested her head against Liam’s chest and quietly listened to the strong, drum-like beat of his heart while thinking about what might happen soon. Her fair face slowly turned a delicate rosy color, and even her small hands had tightened into little fists against herself.

Although she was nervous and full of expectation inside, Clara refused to show any real hesitation on her face. She had already made this decision the moment Liam kissed her yesterday. Boys might sometimes be straightforward about these things, but Clara’s thoughts had always been much more complicated and sensitive.

Their relationship had only just properly started, and even if another woman had entered Liam’s life somehow, Clara didn’t believe he would simply throw her aside that quickly after today.

Liam is mine!

He can only be mine!

As the bathroom door closed behind them, Clara remained nestled in Liam’s embrace, breathing out softly while her small fists clenched tighter against his chest. The thought had appeared so naturally in her mind that even she didn’t question it.

*BANG*

The bedroom door shut behind them just as the rain outside began falling harder. Liam carried her toward the four-poster bed covered in snow-white satin sheets, the sound of thunder rolling faintly beyond the windows while water continuously struck the glass.

He didn’t turn on the lights. Liam already knew Clara would probably become embarrassed if the entire room suddenly lit up around them, and there was no reason to make her more nervous than she already was. Even with the moon hidden behind thick clouds, enough dim light still slipped inside from the streetlights outside to outline everything in the room.

So Liam simply drew the curtains partway and left the room in that soft darkness, allowing the distant streetlights, rolling thunder, and steady rhythm of the rain to fill the silence around them.

Anyway, there was no real chance of anyone seeing them from outside. Beyond the window was only a small flower nursery maintained by the hotel, and for some reason, it was completely empty tonight. With the rain getting heavier and no one nearby, Liam didn’t have to worry much about disturbing anyone with noise either.

He gently lowered Clara onto the bed, her back sinking into the soft mattress, her thighs resting near the edge while her feet remained planted on the floor. For a moment, Liam simply looked down at her flushed face, making sure she was still comfortable before moving any closer.

Liam positioned himself between her legs and leaned forward, capturing her lips in a kiss.

Their bodies crashed together with an intensity that left nothing unsaid.

His tongue dove repeatedly into hers, mingling with each other, tasting each other hungrily as his palms moved in tight, sweeping caresses over her ass through the drenched fabric of her panties.

Clara responded almost immediately, whatever nervousness she had carried from the bathroom slowly getting buried beneath the excitement she had been trying to hide all night. Liam could feel that shift clearly, and instead of teasing her about it, he simply let her follow the moment in the way she wanted.

As a certified breast-loving guy from his past life, he didn’t discriminate against this perky pair of giant flesh. He kneaded them gently, sometimes with a tight grip, sometimes with a gentle caress.

Liam had absolutely no intention of rushing through this. Clara had already made it clear she wanted him, and after all the hesitation and masochism from earlier, he wanted to enjoy the moment properly instead of acting like some desperate teenager who had finally been given permission to touch a girl.

First, he was going to slowly and thoroughly enjoy the feast before him.

Squeezing her squishy buttocks, Liam moved from kissing her tongue and blazed trails of desire down her neck, stopping every now and again to taste the tender flesh below her earlobe, causing Clara to moan lightly, arching her back to meet his demanding lips.

Clara’s earlier shyness was disappearing piece by piece. Every time Liam slowed down, she instinctively leaned toward him again, almost impatient now that she had finally stopped overthinking everything.

With his movements, his swollen manhood pressed tightly against her round and plump buttocks, making her pretty face red and causing her to let out some low groans.

Of course, every now and then, he would kiss that cherry little mouth and limit her to some low whimpers and nasal sounds.

Her breath became slightly heavier, and her plump body twisted slightly beneath him.

Seeing that reaction, Liam’s lips curved into a faint smile. For someone who had entered his bathroom acting like one wrong move would make her run away, then forcing herself to swallow his dick, Clara was becoming surprisingly honest with her body now, and Liam found that contrast more amusing than he wanted to admit.

It almost seemed like Clara was resisting and catering to him at the same time, her body reacting before her masochistic mind could decide what it wanted to do. She was just enjoying the moment.

While he tasted the extremely sweet fluids in her mouth, his hands moved from her hips, returning his attention to the soft pair of breasts in front of his eyes.

Looking at the two large gifts of nature, accentuated by the rosy cherries that looked as succulent as something could get, he couldn’t help but have the urge to feel and taste them.

Of course, under this stimulus and Clara’s active initiative, he didn’t hold back his desires and stretched out his hands to feel the softness and elasticity he had felt in the bathroom just now.

Kneading them gently and sometimes hard, his fingers kept sinking into the breast flesh that exuded a faint frankincense, making her whimpers become more serious.

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