Chapter 1093:

Elyse wanted to argue, but the words danced just beyond her reach. She had bottled up so much inside, and now, Jayden’s touch felt like a balm, soothing the fire raging within her. With every stroke of his hands, her reason began to slip through her fingers like grains of sand; the drug's effects wrapped around her mind like a warm blanket. As his hands glided to her hips, Elyse felt herself floating away, unable to resist murmuring, “Oh, that feels so good.” Instantly, embarrassment flooded her at her own sultry admission; her voice was laced with uncharacteristic playfulness. She was definitely not desperate!

Jayden chuckled softly, amusement twinkling in his eyes as he recognized her refusal to acknowledge the truth of her situation. Still, an unsettling knot twisted in his gut. Irritated, he brought his playful antics to a halt. If he couldn’t find solace in this tender moment, why should she?

Just as Elyse had started to experience a flicker of relief, Jayden’s soothing touch abruptly vanished, and the sharp pang of discomfort returned with a vengeance. Nothing stings quite like the agony of grasping something precious, only to have it snatched away. Deprived of Jayden’s calming presence, Elyse felt twice as uncomfortable.

Feigning an air of gentlemanly restraint, Jayden declared, “Alright, I’ve taken advantage of your good graces long enough. I’m not one to be greedy. Let go of me.” Elyse longed to plead with him to keep going, but the words lodged like stones in her throat. Her body quivered with unease, yet she maintained her silence, her pride a stubborn shield.

Seeing her unwavering resolve, Jayden felt at a standstill. With a heavy sigh, frustration crept into his voice. “I can’t hold back any longer. You’ll just have to bear with me.” Elyse’s grip on reality was already slipping; she barely registered what Jayden was saying.

Then, in an instant, his hands found their way to her breasts, and she let out a sound of surprise mixed with pleasure, feeling both embarrassed and undeniably comforted.

Jayden couldn’t stand by and watch her squirm in discomfort. Knowing her body like the back of his hand, he swept her into his arms, her tension dissipating like mist in the morning sun. As his fingers ventured lower, he hesitated, teeth gritted. “Elyse, you’re truly something else. I admire your resilience.”

When his fingers slipped inside, Elyse’s last vestiges of rational thought shattered completely. She clung to him, her voice a sweet, breathy whisper of longing. The sultry moan she released into his ear stirred a fire within him that felt all-consuming. . . .