Chapter 113. Too Good to Be True

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I looked at the masculine hand that held me firmly by the waist, and that alone was enough to make my whole body heat up, so vivid were the moments of pleasure that Joshua had managed to give me.

What a hot night! I thought mischievously, and I only refrained from fanning myself with my hands because I didn't want the man lying next to me in bed, holding me possessively, to wake up just yet.

Joshua was peacefully asleep, after a long and pleasurable night and all the insane things we had done together.

Not to mention the comfort of that delightful embrace, where I would stay as long as possible, just to savor the wonderful sensation of being pressed against that seductive and delicious man.

But there was another reason why I wanted to postpone the moment when Joshua would awaken. I was fearful of what our "morning after" would be like.

Would it be awkward? Would he backtrack on his words? Was it all just a pickup line to g