Chapter 870

Alexander let out a muffled groan, his breathing particularly heavy. Elizabeth could feel his palms under her head. Her throat felt a bit dry, and she clutched the towel around her tightly, asking, “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” he replied in a steady voice, though his breathing was somewhat erratic. The room was too dark, with the curtains drawn, and not a sliver of moonlight could penetrate. Alexander’s hand, which had fallen in front of her, tried to move but brushed against her skin, his fingertips damp with a few drops. Elizabeth’s body instantly tensed, not daring to move an inch. His warm breath fell on her neck, and the ambiguous atmosphere suddenly intensified.

There were times when Elizabeth thought, if he really didn’t love her, she might as well just force herself on him! Unexpectedly, after all these years, she hadn’t been able to conquer him. It was only after their divorce that she realized he liked her; all she needed to do was say that she had saved him back then.

Elizabeth hit her lip and asked softly, “Can you get up?”

“Yes,” he responded. Then he propped himself up on the floor with a hand. Elizabeth felt him withdraw his hand from behind her head, and he let out a light “hiss.” Just as Alexander was about to stand up, his slipper slipped again. Instinctively, he knelt beside Elizabeth.

Alexander’s scent and presence instantly filled Elizabeth’s nostrils. In the darkness, she could vaguely make out Alexander’s face. He moved his lips, and the sound of him swallowing was particularly clear.

“Is something wrong?” Elizabeth asked softly.

He didn’t speak, but quickly stood up. Elizabeth’s hand instinctively grabbed. “Alexander?” It was too dark. She felt a bit scared. Her hair wasn’t fully dry, and the damp feeling around her ears made her uncomfortable.

“I’ll lift you up.”

Elizabeth suddenly felt herself being lifted into the air. She quickly tightened her grip on the towel, while Alexander’s hand wrapped around her waist. Elizabeth was very thin, with no excess flesh on her body. She must have just rinsed off the body wash; it was very pleasant, exactly to his liking.

He placed Elizabeth on the bed, his mind already out of control, with an almost uncontrollable desire about to burst from his body. He had always thought he had great self-control until this moment. He couldn’t see her face clearly, but just smelling her scent and feeling her breath made him lose control.

Elizabeth’s fingertips landed on Alexander’s lower abdomen. Alexander paused, his movement to grab his phone halted.

“Elizabeth!” Alexander called her name, his voice particularly hoarse. Immediately, Alexander grabbed Elizabeth’s wrist, his grip heavy. She was crazy, daring to touch there? Elizabeth was startled and quickly withdrew her hand. She had just wanted to grab Alexander’s hand. Where had she touched? She hadn’t realized yet.

Elizabeth swallowed and shrank back a bit, “It’s too dark, I’m a little scared.”

Alexander was almost going crazy, “Don’t move, I’ll get the phone.”

Elizabeth immediately grabbed Alexander’s arm, “Where is it? Take me with you.”

Alexander replied, “It’s right by the door, I’ll be right back.” She could feel Alexander moving away from her. Elizabeth kept breathing heavily. Alexander reached the door, picked up his phone, and immediately turned on the flashlight. The room was illuminated. Elizabeth turned her head slightly, the light hurting her eyes. He came to Elizabeth’s side and placed the phone on the bedside table. The surroundings lit up. Only then did Alexander notice that Elizabeth’s face was very red.

Her towel was already disheveled, exposing a large part of her breast. Even in the dim indoor light, he could tell that Elizabeth’s skin was very smooth.