Chapter 166: Go to the Closet [NSFW]

[T/N: Because of NSFW, I had to manually edit the MTL version os this chapter. Quality of the chapter may be down from the usual.]

[Chapter 166: Go to the Closet]

After filling out the check, Eric tore it off and handed it to Nicole. However, he noticed that after taking the check, the woman had no intention of leaving. Moreover, while he was writing with his head down just now, the woman had unknowingly moved in front of him.

Uh, this is...

Before any words could be spoken, the woman had already thrown herself into his arms, her warm breath kissing his face gently. The softness of her chest, separated by two layers of nightgown, rubbed lightly against Eric's chest, and he could even feel the slight hardness of her protruding nipples.

"Eric, please don't reject me," the woman said, squinting her eyes, wrapping her arms around Eric's shoulders, licking his ear like a cat, and speaking in a dreamy manner.

Smelling the perfume emanating from the woman, which was different from her usual fragrance, Eric inexplicably felt a stir of emotion and couldn't help but want to wrap his arms around her waist for a little indulgence. However, the wardrobe behind Nicole suddenly opened slightly. Drew poked her head out, warning Eric with a bared tooth, and then quickly retreated.

Eric could only gently push the woman who was clinging to him away and say, "Sorry, Nicole, you should go back."

The woman, unwilling to give up, leaned in and quickly grabbed Eric's little brother with one hand: "Eric, you clearly want it too."

"Wanting doesn't necessarily mean doing it, this..." Eric hadn't finished speaking when the woman had already crouched down. Eric immediately felt his raging little brother being pulled out by a small hand, followed by two wet, soft lips wrapping around him tightly, pulling him inward, into the abyss.

"Wow..." The unprecedented comfort made Eric unable to help but exclaim, and he no longer felt any resistance. His large hand also rested on the woman's head, gently guiding her movements to making it more pleasurable.

The closet across the room opened again, and the little girl, unable to endure any longer, jumped out barefoot. Eric quickly placed his hands on Nicole's head to prevent the busy woman from suddenly looking back.

"Eric, we agreed on this," looking at Nicole kneeling in front of Eric, her face showing strong displeasure, Drew silently mouthed words to Eric with her small hand gestures.

"Be good, quickly get into the cabinet. It won't be good if you're discovered," Eric silently mouthed back.

Drew frantically scratched her head, impulsively wanting to rush over, grab Nicole's hair, and drag this bitch out of the house. But she knew that if she did that, it would also reveal to the other person that she had been in Eric's bedroom. Although she had done nothing with Eric, just sleeping next to him, no one would believe that.

She didn't want that woman, Nicole, to find anything that could potentially damage Eric's reputation, so she could only helplessly wave her hand again, point to the door, and return to the cabinet.

Eric made a knowing expression, and after Drew returned to the closet, Eric firmly held the woman's head and started moving vigorously.

"Uh... cough..." Nicole was caught off guard by the sudden attack and was in a very awkward position. She could only look up at Eric, pleading for him to be gentler, not realizing that such a gaze would only further provoke his primal instincts. After a few minutes, Eric finally took a quick step back and commanded the woman, "Use your hands!"

The disheveled-haired woman was breathing heavily, her brain completely stopped functioning, and she obediently reached out with both hands to grasp his little brother in front of her. Soon, Eric fixed her head again, and she stared wide-eyed as he began to ejaculate, leaving her face and hair covered in a mess.

Eric let out a deep breath, finished, and then cleaned up a bit in the girl's mouth before pulling up his shorts. Feeling somewhat exhausted, he retreated to the large bed behind him and lay down. Meanwhile, Nicole, without needing any instructions, turned and hurried to the bathroom.

...

As the bathroom door closed, the faint sound of a woman's dry heaving could be heard. Drew finally jumped out of the closet, her face flushed and breathing heavily. Peeking cautiously to confirm that the bathroom door was closed, she quickly bared her teeth and lunged onto the big bed, directly straddling Eric's waist. She scratched at the man's chest and said, "You bastard, although it feels satisfying to me to watch her degraded, it's just too disgusting. I never thought you could be so perverted."

"Stop messing around, get out quickly, it won't be good if we get caught," Eric said softly, blocking the two little paws' attack, showing no sign of remorse. Doing this for the first time was indeed very enjoyable, especially since that face belonged to an Oscar-winning actress in a past life, a goddess adored by thousands. Thinking of this, the desire Eric had just released showed signs of reigniting.

Drew also understood the gravity of the situation, venting a bit of dissatisfaction before jumping off the bed and walking towards the door. Because Eric was lying in bed, he didn't notice the girl's unusual walking posture, let alone realize that her little pants under the nightgown were already soaked.

Drew was not a conventional girl, or rather, the concept of rules had nothing to do with her. She had seen similar scenes in some adult films, but the blurry footage on a TV screen from that era could never compare to the impact of a live performance. The little girl who saw this scene through the crack in the wardrobe door almost collapsed directly into the wardrobe.

...

The woman's retching in the bathroom soon stopped, followed by the sound of the shower. More than ten minutes later, the shower sound also ceased. Eric looked up at the bathroom door; the woman still hadn't come out.

You wouldn't be thinking of doing something irrational, would you?

Eric had this thought, and although he knew it was impossible given Nicole's personality, he still got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Under the bright fluorescent lights, Eric saw the bathtub filled with clear water, the slender, naked body completely immersed in it. She walked to the edge of the bathtub, crouched down, and looked into the water. The woman quickly spotted Eric. She poked her head out of the bathtub, instinctively covered her chest, then subtly let go and forced a faint smile at Eric. "Eric, can I... take a break first? We can continue later..."

"Of course," Eric nodded, "do you mind if I join you?"

The lady hesitated for a moment, then gently shook her head.

Eric took off his shorts and stepped into the bathtub, pulling the woman into his arms. He gently caressed Nicole's lower lips, and after a while, he softly spread her long legs apart, fiddled around for a moment, found the right position, and inserted himself. The tightness and fullness made them both gasp at the same time, and he started moving.

...

"Eric, do you need me to stay here a few more days?" After another round of fun, it was already late at night. On the big bed, Nicole leaned against Eric and asked this.

"No need," Eric shook his head, stroking the woman's smooth back, slowly sliding down to her firm, rounded buttocks, gently kneading them. The woman was very slender, her chest lacking any substantial curves, but this area felt quite nice to the touch.

Nicole rubbed up against him, making it easier for the man's large hands to knead her, and nodded, saying, "I'll do as you say. If you want me, you can come find me."

Eric didn't answer immediately. After a moment, he said, "It seems you don't have a car yet. When you leave tomorrow, you can pick one from the garage. It's really inconvenient to be without a car in Los Angeles. Just return it when you have the money to buy your own."

Because of the incident where the Lamborghini was spotted by paparazzi, Eric subsequently bought several different models of new cars and stored them in a warehouse for backup. This way, he wouldn't have to worry about being easily recognized for always driving the same car.

The treatment is indeed different, the woman thought to herself. She could tell that Eric lent her the car out of concern, not as a transaction or anything like that. But the girl would not waste the good impression she had worked so hard to earn on something as trivial as a car: "No, thanks. I will be going to New York to shoot a movie in a month anyway. I will just take a taxi."

"Whatever, just call me if anything happens."

"Mm," Nicole's lips curled into a smug smile, and she immediately felt a pat on her perky bottom. Eric's voice came through, "Let's do it again, this time you're on top."

The woman reached down and then obediently straddled the man, her slender waist soon swaying back and forth.

"Eric, do you want to hear me moan?" The woman asked, her hands pressed against Eric's chest, her eyes sultry. In the previous two instances, she had been very passive, cautiously satisfying the man's desires, showing no intention of taking the initiative. However, sensing the subtle change in Eric's emotions, the woman grew bolder and began to tease him.

Anyway, Drew already knows, so Eric has no reservations. He caressed the woman's slender waist and said, "Go ahead, but don't make it too loud, or you'll attract the wild cats nearby."

"Heh... not a chance." The woman replied with a smile, and then her lips began to emit enticing moans.

...

At breakfast time, Drew, sporting faint panda eyes, glared fiercely at Nicole, her bread turning to crumbs in her unconscious grip.

Nicole, however, had a radiant look of someone who had just been pampered, completely unfazed by her murderous glare. She wasn't the type of woman who liked to flaunt her advantages; she thought that was very unwise. So even though she had clearly come out on top in the end, the lady had no intention of showing off in front of Drew.

Because she was leaving today, the woman changed back into her regular clothes. The pure white shirt and cream-colored casual pants made her look very intellectual, and with a pair of glasses, she could easily pass for a school teacher.

"I'm full," the little girl said, watching the two people in front of her flirting each other from time to time, or at least that's how it seemed to her. She directly dropped the spoon in her hand, gulped down some oatmeal, wiped her lips, and walked out, her little leather boots making a loud clattering sound on the floor.

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