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    Wesley, sensing her need, shifted, sliding his hands under her arms to maneuver her until she was straddling him, facing him directly.


    His kisses ventured daringly downward, reaching her chest.


    Outside, the car had already stopped. Felix, sitting in the driver’s seat, was visibly flustered, his cheeks tinged with a telltale blush. Despite the partition dividing them, the muffled sounds of their intimacy were impossible to ignore. Wesley seemed overwhelmed by desire…


    Felix steeled himself before interrupting, “Mr. Spencer, we’ve arrived.”


    A brief silence fell over the backseat. Wesley finally lifted his head, his gaze piercing as it locked onto Elena’s. His voice, rough with desire, broke the stillness. “Would you like to join me upstairs?”


    Both Elena and Wesley knew what going upstairs implied.


    Under the drug’s influence, Elena was vulnerable. Wesley had liked her for a long time, but he still gave her onest chance to reconsider. Straddling him and breathing heavily, her eyes tinged red, Elena said, “Go upstairs.”


    At that moment, did he genuinely seek her consent? She began to question Wesley’s intentions.


    Hearing her, Wesley hesitated no longer. He covered her with his suit jacket and carried her in his arms.


    Felix stayed behind, knowing Wesley wouldn’t be calling on him anytime soon.


    Wesley carried her into the bedroom and gentlyid her on the bed. As he began to rise, Elena pulled him back, wrapping her arms around his neck.


    Wesley softly held her wrist. “Let me see if you’re injured.”


    If he found even a single hair out of ce, he would ensure those responsible faced severe consequences.


    His eyes zed as he carefully examined Elena for any injuries. Despite the fever burning through her, she showed no physical harm.


    Elena struggled with the intensity of his careful inspection, her clothes soaked with sweat. Annoyed, she thought if he wasn’t going to take action, he might as well keep his distance rather than kindle a fire he had no intention of putting out. The drug’s overwhelming effects left her with only one relief, and suppressing it felt unbearable.


    Her voice shaky, Elena asked, “Wesley, will you act or not?”


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    His desire was obvious, and Wesley was on the verge of losing control. He wanted her deeply but couldn’t bring himself to harm her. He gently bit her lip, stirred by her cold demeanor. Without hesitation, he stripped her, leaving her naked.


    Startled by his sudden action, Elena was quickly wrapped in a soft nket as Wesley covered herpletely.


    In the dim light, Wesley parted her legs, tracing the edge of her underwear with his fingers.


    Elena let out a soft moan, her lips parting slightly. The drug’s effects had left her body sensitized and responsive.


    Wesley felt her arousal, prompting an involuntary deeper exploration. Elena winced as the sensation intensified, trying to close her legs and pull away, but Wesley gently drew her back.


    He struggled to keep his desire in check, his body taut with yearning as he soothed her. “Just stay still and be cooperative,” he murmured.


    Despite his overwhelming desire, Wesley remained careful, his primary concern her well-being. The drug was the only reason she was in this state. His intentions were clear—he sought to ease her difort, not to satisfy his own needs.


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