<h4>Chapter 483: Chapter 485: Rest Assured and Entrust Yourself to Me</h4>


    Joanna Lawrence’s heartbeat elerated, a warm flush spreading across her face.


    The man’s slender fingers descended on another of her buttons, continuing to undo her nightgown.


    Soon, the silk nightgown Joanna wore, which didn’t have many buttons to begin with, had beenpletely undone by him.


    The chill at her chest jolted her back to her senses, and by the time she realized what he wanted to do, it was toote to stop him.


    "Ashton Heath, don’t..."


    She held his hand, which was about to move further down, her petite face flushing red, her heart in a panic.


    She wasn’t ready yet.


    Ashton paused, lowering his eyes to look at her for a few seconds, hisrge hand turning over to envelop her soft little hand tightly in his palm.


    He spoke, his voice even more hoarse than before, "Baby, I’ve been waiting a long time. Don’t reject me again, okay?"


    Joanna bit her lower lip, "But..."


    "But what? You don’t want to give yourself to me?"


    Ashton’s body was tightly wound. Sincest night, he had been holding back. Stopping at this moment was undoubtedly both painful and sweet torture for him.


    Yet he still refrained from continuing, patiently waiting for her to speak.


    "It’s not that..." Joanna shot him a quick nce, her cheeks burning hot once more.


    Her voice was soft and delicate, her eyshes trembling incessantly, "I, I’m not ready yet."


    "You don’t need to prepare for anything." At her reasoning, Ashton chuckled softly. His slender fingers lifted her delicate jaw, his deep and dark eyes fixed on her as he softly said, "Trust yourself to me, I won’t hurt you."


    The man’s gentleness and patience gradually dispelled the tension and fear in her heart.


    She mustered the courage and looked up at him.


    His face, as though chiseled by a knife, was so good-looking it was almost unreal.


    Even if she saw him every day, she would never tire of looking at him, and she would still feel her heart flutter from time to time.


    Her gaze then fell on his hard-worked perfect physique, those solidly sexy muscles and smooth seductive body lines all emitting a fatal attraction to the opposite sex.


    This was a man filled with a masculine aura from head to toe.


    At this moment, she suddenly thought of a term-


    A walking aphrodisiac.


    At this moment, the man hovering above her was indeed an "aphrodisiac".


    Because she felt she was being seduced.


    "But, but..."


    "Hmm?" The man smiled gently, bending down to kiss her lips, his voice as sweet as honey, "What else are you worried about?"


    "But, are you sure you don’t mind?" Even though she was already a bit dazzled, her mind muddled, she hadn’tpletely lost her senses yet. She looked at him anxiously and uneasily, her voice getting softer, "I am no longer a clean woman, you..."


    Her words were cut off by a lingering, passionate kiss.


    He silenced all her subsequent words with a hot kiss.


    The man let his actions speak, showing his attitude with physical actions.


    *


    The end came much quicker than expected.


    So quick that Joanna was a bit taken aback.


    She had initially thought it was a long torture, who knew...


    She nced at her phone, from the start to the end... it seemed like it was less than ten minutes?!


    In the novels, don’t these overbearing CEOsst at least an hour, and two hours was nothing out of the ordinary...