**LILY**
I really wanted to say this to him because he’s always late coming home. I know my place in his life, and I don’t have the right to interfere in his personal affairs.
“Lily, stay here by my side. Let’s forget about our agreement,” Arlo said, pulling my hand again.
What did Arlo drink? It seemed like his mood had completely changed. He gently caressed my face.
“Come on, let’s get you to your room, Arlo. You’re saying all sorts of things,” I said.
“Maybe I like you already. I promise I’m not drunk, Lily. Tomorrow, I’ll start courting you,” he said, making my cheeks flush with warmth.
I helped him upstairs to his room. On the way up, he kept saying my name over and over again. I couldn’t help but laugh because he said he’d court me tomorrow. But why did he drink, and why was he with Dalaja?
When we got to his room, I laid him down on his waterbed. Why does he even like sleeping on a waterbed? It made it so difficult to drop him onto it, especially with his big, heavy build.
I started taking off his shoes one by one. I couldn’t let him sleep in his work clothes.
“Do you have a problem, Arlo?” I asked.
“Hmmm…” he groaned.
“Why am I even asking him when he clearly can’t hear me?” I muttered to myself.
My hands were trembling as I unzipped his pants. I shut my eyes tightly.
“Oh sh*t!” I cursed as my hand bumped into something hard.
When I opened my eyes, my thoughts were filled with even more curses as I saw the large bulge in his pants.
“Forgive me, Lord,” I whispered.
My hand felt stiff as it accidentally touched his m*****d. At my age, I was still so innocent about these things. I hurriedly continued what I was doing.
Why was I even doing this? I could’ve just let him sleep in his clothes.
I pulled his pants down, trying to be quick. Thank goodness it was just the two of us in his apartment—if anyone saw me undressing him, they’d think I was doing something inappropriate.
“Success!” I said after finally getting his pants off.
I quickly covered him with a blanket because I didn’t want to let my eyes sin.
I sat beside him, staring at his handsome face as he slept. “I hope tomorrow you’ll remember everything you said to me earlier. I love you too, Arlo, but I’ll only love you in my dreams. I wish we could end our agreement. If only you knew,” I whispered as I gently stroked his cheek.
When I noticed he was sweating, I started unbuttoning his long-sleeved shirt. Then I stood up and went to the bathroom to get a washcloth.
I returned, sat beside him, and began wiping the sweat from his forehead down to his neck and chest.
“Lily,” he said, startling me so much that I dropped the washcloth.
I was about to stand when he caught my hand and pulled me toward him. I fell onto his broad, firm chest.
My eyes crossed as we stared into each other’s eyes. Then he suddenly kissed me on the lips. I couldn’t breathe under the intensity of his kiss. He kissed me passionately. Without realizing it, I began to kiss him back.
My body heated up as Arlo touched my chest. Even though I was still wearing a bra and clothes, his touch sent an electric current through me, especially with his fiery kisses. I felt like I was burning under the roughness of his lips.
Before I knew it, he was on top of me. I let out a soft moan when his kisses trailed down to my neck, and his warm hand slid under my shirt. I could feel his hardness pressing against my lower abdomen—it was like it was stabbing me.
