Chapter 2962 - 152: She Can’t Compare to Other Women (1)

Chapter 2962: Chapter 152: She Can’t Compare to Other Women (1)

Seeing Harrison Lucas next to him, occasionally showing the innocence and cuteness that she should have at her age, inexplicably always stirred the softest emotions in Ben Lucas’s heart.

He longed to pull her into his arms fiercely, then kiss her lips, and let his large hand slip inside her clothes.

Ever since he saw the scene of Harrison’s white softness under her corset in the cave, these days, whenever Ben Lucas closed his eyes, that scene in the cave would flash through his mind.

If it weren’t for Harrison having an injury on her back during this period, Ben Lucas, worried about hurting her, had been focusing on taking care of her without thinking about anything else.

He might have already been unable to resist stripping away the clothes wrapped around Harrison.

Harrison, however, looked completely clueless, her brain still hadn’t switched, it was filled with words of praise after just seeing this historically rich hotel.

Harrison was a little dazed by Ben Lucas’s sudden kiss, instinctively asking, "What do you want to do?"

Ben Lucas smiled.

The man’s handsome and cold features unexpectedly gained a sort of rogue sexiness with that curve of his lips.

The deep black pupils like ink, sharp and profound features, radiating a deadly allure toward Harrison.

Ben Lucas’s large hand resting on Harrison’s face slowly moved down from her face, gently caressing her neck, then along the soft outline of the down jacket, slipping under the hem, grasping her soft slender waist.

Though the hotel had heating, Ben Lucas’s exposed hand and Harrison’s down-jacketed body still formed a great temperature difference.

When the man’s cool fingertips just touched the skin on Harrison’s waist, she involuntarily shivered.

"Cold?" Ben Lucas asked, his voice hoarse and sexy.

At this moment, Harrison actually knew what Ben Lucas intended to do.

She wasn’t inexperienced, because before this, she had already taken advantage while he was drunk, leaving him all ’used up’ several times.

But even so, Harrison was still a bit nervous now, her heart pounding as if it might leap out of her chest in the next moment.

Because this time Ben Lucas was different from every time before.

Now the master was sober; he hadn’t been drinking, wouldn’t hold her hand and call her ’sweetheart’, wouldn’t forget everything after a night’s sleep.

Thinking about this, Harrison’s black pupils flickered slightly.

She... she was so nervous, so afraid that a sober master would regret this later.

Harrison’s worries were not unfounded.

She never noticed before, but over these days, she gradually realized she was different from those girls outside.

Take Dr. Miranda, who visited her every day, for example.

Miranda had gorgeously beautiful long golden curls, and not only that, her skin was white as snow, and her figure gracefully curvaceous.

Even as a girl herself, Harrison had to admit that women like Miranda were stunning and radiant.

Some might say Miranda was a foreigner, and foreigners’ bodies were inherently different from Eastonians’.

What about Jennifer Connor then?

Jennifer Connor had long, jet-black hair, and her skin was delicate and fair; she had a beautiful smile that Harrison remembered well from the first time Jennifer smiled at her.

Those eyes, so moist and brilliant, jet-black and extremely attractive.

And Jennifer Connor also had a great figure, gracefully curvaceous, far more appealing than hers.