Sweat, Wet

Cattleya’s POV

I gasped, unsure of how to respond.

Was this all a dream? Could I escape his grasp?

I bit my lip, unable to move, as I stared at him.

He smirked, his eyes lingering on my bare thighs. “Why aren’t you spreading your legs, darling?”

Sweat beaded on my forehead as he whispered, “If you’re not ready, just say so.”

I bit my lip, feeling ashamed. I had always been bold and flirtatious with him, but now that he was waiting for me, I couldn’t move a muscle.

He cupped my cheek, tilting his head to kiss me.

But just as our lips were about to touch, my phone rang.

He pulled away, his forehead creased in annoyance as he glanced at the phone. “Looks like the news has already spread…”

I gasped as I read the caller ID. It was Mom!

Then I immediately put the bathrobe on.

I took a deep breath and stepped down from the sink. Carefully placing the phone to my ear, I said, “Hey, Mom…”

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, CATTLEYA SULLIVAN?! YOU JUST GOT MARRIED AND YOU NEVER TOLD ME ABOUT IT!