In the book

Why was she panicking? He was taking off his shirt meaning what? Yes, her thoughts were always wild and right now she thought he was going to fvck her on her balcony. She wasn't ready, she was! She wasn't and then she was. No, wait, what was going on?

There weren't any sex scenes in the book she was reading until chapter eight which was on page 45, had he...she wanted to check it and so she did. He was actually on the other sex scene. Was he horny because he read that?

"Tell me what you are doing, Donald?!" She cursed herself for yelling at him. She had always wanted him to take her flower and he was on the verge of doing so and she...was misbehaving.

"Here," he turned around after taking every clothes that covered his upper part. "Do you see the marks you drew on my back because you were drunk and acting up? You even hit my face...and here I am apologizing to you!" He leaned back to her and pinned her hands to the chair. He actually learnt that from the novel he read. To get a woman to act dumb or tame her to stop blabbering, this was the way and it was working. He stared into her eyes as she stared back.

"I'm not apologizing," she said after a long stare. So he wasn't actually fvcking her. She looked down at his body and swallowed. He was so strong, his arms looked so capable and his chest was promising. She snapped out and looked away.

"Give me the book please," he said. "Okay, can you explain some words in the book? I don't understand." He took her legs and dragged them so he could sit next to her. She couldn't push him away, she dare not because she liked it.

Corey knew acting this way might earn him her suspicions but he couldn't help being true. He could not act like his brother and now he was going to ask about words he didn't understand.

"What are they?" She asked.

"I wasn't able to point them out but I can remember some of it," he let his hand rest behind her back poking her ass teasingly while his other hand showed her where he needed explanations because she was holding the book. His big self behind her was protecting and sexy. She just wanted to rest her head on his body.

Stare? He asked. "It's a synonym for look, we have peer, glance, look and more," she explained and looked at him so he looked at her. And why she suddenly felt shy was unexplainable to her. She hated that she looked away.

Pinnacle? "It's like the backbone of something. Like our wedding, the pinnacle of our wedding is the contract and my agreement." She winced when she looked at him.

"Does it matter now? We can't call it off anyway," he sounded cute that she began to like him over and over again, she continued to explain and pronounced words he pronounced wrongly.

"Ah, yes, I'm confused about this main part."

Claire felt uncomfortable when he flipped to the page she wanted to ignore. "What's fvck?" He asked.

"Huh?" She looked at him.

He nodded when he met her eyes.

"It's...why don't you know? You couldn't have lost your whole memory?"

"I want to stay with you tonight because I don't like sleeping alone in a big house, it feels so empty so make it fun...I need a break." Corey couldn't believe he let out his feelings to her, he hated his house and he knew he should get used to it or... should he just get another house? And he needed a break from all his revenge plots, he still needed to punish his parents but a break won't hurt.

"You shouldn't ask me that," she stammered a little.

"Why? You are the only one around me," he said.

"Well..." She glanced at him. "It's...sex, I mentioned it in the hospital..." She glanced at him.

Now he remembered, why didn't he...

"Pussy?" He asked. "Clit? D!ck?" He continued. "What's cum?"

"Stop Donald! If you want to know...fvck me," she said. And her words didn't surprise him, they just made him sad and angry. So as to not yell at her or cause her to cry, he took his shirt and began to put them on back.

"Why?" She asked.

"Don't talk about...fvck," he said.

"Okay, pussy is vagina...she parted her legs and demonstrated to him. "It's the private part of a lady and the clit...you can only see it if you agree to fvck me because I won't show you my nakedness if I'm not persuaded to and d!ck is your groin...you get it inside me hard or gentle. Slow or fast. Wicked or nice and when I feel so happy about it or you feel happy about it...we let out this whitish liquid, like milk but a little thick. It's thick, that's when we cum." She explained while he strongly stared at her.

"Why do you know so much? Have you fvck?" He asked.

"No, and I want to...but... I'm waiting," she glanced at him.

"I can't understand the feeling," he buttoned the last button and carried his suit jacket.

"Wait!" She took his hand and waited for him to face her. "You aren't upset, right?"

"No, why should I?" He asked.

"Then, do something for me," she said.

"What's that?" He asked.

"I'm wet and I want...no," she shook her head.

"Wet?"

"Down here," she pointed at herself.

Corey let out a soft breath. "You want me to finger you or..." He was trying to remember what he read in that book which made him feel strange when reading it. His body could understand but his mind didn't. He knew about sex, of course, but the way it was explained in the book and the words...he just couldn't relate especially when he hadn't experienced sex before.

"Do you want to?" She asked.

"Well, I want to know what it is but isn't it down there?"

"It is," she said.

"Won't it hurt?" He asked.

"I don't know," she answered.

Corey looked at her for a while and sighed. "When you know, tell me, I'll finger you but now...that you don't, I'm not doing so...I don't want to hurt you," he was proceeding to his feet when suddenly, he stopped.

"Ah...I actually stayed to ask... no," he frowned at her. "To tell you to come with me to the mall tomorrow, I want to get myself new clothes."

Claire looked up at him and nodded her head. "You call me, I won't," she lay on the bed.

"Okay," he shrugged. He didn't know her number so he'd just come to pick her up, at least she agreed to come with him.