Chapter 149: Remove Your Shorts*

"Haah~ Mhmmm~"

Andrea’s back arched against the mattress, her head tipping back to give him full access to her neck and the rest of her body as she gasped in pleasure.

The sheets were already warm beneath her, wrinkled from how she had shifted and pressed up into him. Every breath came short and uneven.

Her breath hitched slightly, and Fredrinn didn’t hesitate one bit.

He slid down from her plump lips, kissing a slow path along her slender neck.

His mouth found the soft skin just above her collarbone and bit down carefully, firm enough to leave a small hickey—a clear mark of possession... Mark that she belonged to him.

The sting made her jolt, an electric sensation running down her body, but she didn’t pull away.

"Hnngh~"

Andrea moaned, feeling the sharp little ache from his bite and finding herself unable to muster any resistance.

Instead of wanting him to stop, she felt the urge to let him mark her body all over. The idea of his lips and teeth claiming more of her skin sent another shiver through her.

Her eyelids felt heavy, droopy and half-lidded with lust and haze as she gazed up at him.

Her cheeks were flushed, lips slightly parted, chest rising and falling in shallow breaths.

Fredrinn paused his kissing and biting spree, noticing the way she looked at him.

A grin tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Should we continue, hmm?"

He asked in a teasing voice, his hands already gripping the edges of her top.

He slid the fabric upward very slowly, deliberately, making it clear what he wanted without rushing.

The cool air of the room brushed against the skin he gradually exposed.

Andrea gulped, her hazy, lustful eyes drifting across the bed. She side-glanced toward Rose, who sat on the edge of the mattress with her legs crossed.

Her expression was detached and calm, as if she couldn’t care less about what was happening in front of her. But Andrea’s instincts told her that it wasn’t true.

Rose was pissed. Royally so.

She was simply keeping a collected facade. Waiting... Hoping that someone would dare to antagonize her...

Still, due to the promise to him, she kept her feelings inside and simply waited for her turn.

Because she knew that she would be the one emerging at top. There was no need to waste emotions on the other, lesser women.

Andrea hurriedly looked away once she figured out her killing intent.

She had no intention of pissing Rose off as she wasn’t a fool to dig her own grave.

After pulling her gaze from Rose, though, Andrea remembered that Rose wasn’t the only other person in the room.

Shamefully, her eyes met Jenny’s. The two women stared at each other for a moment which felt very long to them, but was short in reality.

Jenny’s eyes were cold, jealous, and irritated as she watched Andrea.

That look made Andrea feel... good. A quiet, mean little satisfaction curled in her chest.

’I found him first, and while that demonic bitch has taken him already... I would never let you beat me, you blonde little chick.’ She thought inwardly, smirking slightly.

Just to push it further, she shyly reached for Fredrinn’s hand—the one still lightly gripping the hem of her top.

Without hesitation, she guided his hand higher up her body, helping him remove the top entirely. The fabric slipped over her head and was tossed aside, leaving her warm, bare upper body fully in his view.

Fredrinn froze for an instant, caught off guard by her sudden boldness.

Andrea’s waist was slightly chubby, her stomach soft rather than flat, looking healthy and inviting.

A cute blue bra cupped her breasts, the thin material barely hiding the pink tips and the soft, full shape of them.

The contrast of the bright blue against her flushed skin made everything feel even more exposed.

Blood rushed downward through Fredrinn’s body. His hormones surged.

He felt himself harden at the thought of sliding between those soft breasts, of eventually pushing his cock inside of her.

Without any more restraint, Fredrinn smirked lightly and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her closer.

His other hand moved behind her and smoothly unhooked her bra.

The straps slackened in an instant as he grabbed them and tossed them away, marvelling at the sight of her perfect, bouncy and marshmallow breasts.

"Heung!"

Andrea made a startled little noise as the cool air hit her newly bare skin.

She stared up at him, and in that moment Jenny completely left her mind.

How could she think about anyone else when he was hovering over her like this, looking at her with such blatant lust? How could she not get turned on by the bare emotions he was radiating?

"Remove your shorts, Andrea."

He leaned in close, whispering the words against her ear. The warm brush of his breath made the tips of her earlobes turn red, her face burning with heat at his words.

"Y- O- Okay."

She stuttered. Her breath hitched hard when he pressed his warm palm fully against her bare right breast, squeezing gently.

Her back arched into the mattress, and a soft moan slipped past her lips before she could stop it.

Still, she didn’t ignore what he had asked. Shyly, she moved her hand down toward her thighs.

A burning tingle was already spreading between them, growing stronger the longer he touched her.

She didn’t hesitate for long.

With a quick motion she unbuttoned the shorts and lowered the zipper. All that remained was to pull them down and free the rest of her body from the last of her clothes.

Of course, Fredrinn wasn’t going to let that chance pass him by.

"Let me."

He grinned, taking hold of the waistband of her shorts. In one firm, smooth pull he yanked them down her legs and off, leaving her in only the thin pair of panties that remained.

The panties were blue, matching her bra... And glistening with a small amount of liquid.