Looking at Ashley's nervous expression, Andrew couldn't help but smile.
How could his sweetheart be so lovable?
"Why?" he asked.
Ashley couldn't reply. 'Damn it. Wait. Will... will he sleep in the raw?'
Ashley felt dizzy.
Andrew's big bed was soft and comfortable. Ashley was clinging to the bedside, with her back to her
husband.
While Andrew found the whole thing to be laughable, he couldn't help but feel offended. Did Ashley
think he was a dreadful monster? He wouldn't eat her!
So, in Ashley and Andrew's spacious bedroom, such a scene could be seen: A couple was lying on a
large white bed.
The woman was lying close to the bedside and could fall down at any time. The man was lying on the
other side of the bed, staring at his lady who had her back on him, with helplessness and love in his
eyes.
"Come here," Andrew said in a deep, rich voice as he looked at Ashley's back. He was earnestly
hoping Ashley would come and lie close to him.
"No. I feel comfortable this way," she whispered, her shyness evident in her tone. "Well, it's late. I am
going to sleep. Good night." With that, she pulled her blanket tighter around her and curled into a ball
on her side of the bed.
Andrew frowned and pulled her over his side impatiently.
"Hey," he started softly. "We've already slept together before. Why are you being so shy now?" Never in
his life did he think he'd ever put an effort to sound cute, but that was all he could do right now.
Ashley closed her eyes tightly, but her long eyelashes still trembled. She was afraid to see Andrew's
naked body.
Due to her injured hand, she wasn't able to have a shower and just changed her clothes.
Despite that, she still smelled fresh, fragrant even.
Moreover, because she was nervous, she had a rose glow on her fair-skinned face.
'Please, Andrew, just go to sleep!' she begged in her head, her eyes still shut tight.
The nightgown she was wearing was very conservative, and she was sure that it wouldn't give Andrew
any kind of sexual thoughts.
But one button on it was unbuckled after Andrew pulled her over with strength. And Andrew could
clearly see her skin underneath the nightgown.
Suddenly, he was overwhelmed with a strong feeling of desire.
"Come here, Ashley," he said, pulling the girl closer to him. This time he was successful.
They were now lying face to face. Ashley's eyes were still closed, but her heart was beating fast.
Slowly, Andrew moved his mouth close to hers.
With her eyes closed, Ashley suddenly felt something soft touch her lips. Surprised, she opened her
eyes. The first thing she saw was Andrew's handsome face.
Being so close, she was able to see his long, thick lashes and perfect skin.
After being stunned for a short while, Ashley realized what Andrew was doing. As if a knee-jerk
reaction, she suddenly stretched out her hands to push him away.
Andrew was caught off-guard.
When Ashley raised her eyes, she saw Andrew's black eyes staring at her.
Both had stayed celibate for more than twenty years, and when they had sex for the first time, it was
because of the medicine. Although Andrew was more sober than Ashley that day, everything still
happened as a result of the medicine.
Today was the first time he ever became this impulsive.
Seeing Andrew's expression, Ashley knew what it meant. 'Damn it, ' she thought to herself.
After being with Andrew for such a long time now, she certainly understood what his expression meant.
Ashley wanted to cry but she had no tears.
A man who had remained sexually abstinent for over twenty years could hardly restrain himself once
he had his first sexual experience. Moreover, the woman he loved was in his arms. Andrew felt he was
happy but it was hard to bear.
"An... Andrew, stop. My hand is injured." Ashley was scared.
Remembering how she felt when they first did it, she realized she still wasn't ready to feel that again.
Seeing the expression on Ashley's face, Andrew wanted to laugh. 'She can use her hands, ' he
thought. 'She even dared to push me away. Now her hand is injured?'
Andrew patted Ashley's back to comfort her. "It's fine. Go to sleep."
Ever since Andrew could remember, he had always been proud of his self-control. That, though, was
non-existent when it came to Ashley. Helplessness was all he was feeling.
Andrew just hugged her quietly and didn't do anything excessive. His reaction relieved Ashley and she
started to loosen up.
She thought that it would be difficult for her to fall asleep because it had been hard for her to adjust to a
new bed if she was sleeping in it for the first time, but surprisingly, she had a good night's sleep.
Throughout the night, they moved closer and closer to each other that they ended up cuddling. Lying in
Andrew's arms and listening to his heartbeat, Ashley felt secure.
Andrew looked at the beautiful girl next to him.
All he could think was how he was suffering at that moment, while Ashley was sleeping peacefully.
"When would you accept me?" he whispered.
The next day, Ashley was in high spirits when she woke up. She had a really good sleep last night.
She was stretching her arms when she touched something warm. It frightened her.
But then she saw Andrew's extremely handsome face.
'Not looking as cold as when you are awake, huh, ' she thought to herself. Leaning closer, she began to
study Andrew's face.
'If he doesn't frown all the time, maybe more girls will like him, ' she thought.
'Also, how can his eyelashes be so long! They are longer than a girl's! I don't know what he ate when
he was growing up, but he ends up being so beautiful even girls would definitely be jealous of him.'
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