Chapter 2818 - 8: Sweetheart, I Want to Eat You

Chapter 2818: Chapter 8: Sweetheart, I Want to Eat You

"Young master, wait... drink the hangover soup before sleeping... uh hum..."

Harrison Lucas was tossed onto the large bed by Jordan Lancaster.

As a soldier, his bed was hard and not soft at all; this toss nearly split Harrison Lucas’s backside.

Harrison Lucas held onto his aching behind and lifted his pair of cool, jet-black eyes.

Just after a shower, her eyes were clear and bright, covered with a layer of mist due to the pain.

She knew that every time the young master got drunk, he liked to hold her while sleeping.

He would hold her and gently call her ’sweetheart,’ but he wouldn’t do any other unnecessary actions; holding her was enough to sleep through till dawn, quiet and peaceful.

His arms were solid and strong, and his embrace was completely different from his usual cold and indifferent demeanor, so firm and fiery.

The young master’s embrace was so warm and captivating, such intimate actions, even though nothing happened, were enough to make anyone lost in their own world.

But fortunately, the education Harrison Lucas had received from an early age always told her that her body, mind, and even her entire self belonged to the young master.

As long as the young master wanted, she would give everything—

However, this dedication referred to absolute loyalty in spirit, the readiness to shield and take bullets for the young master anytime, anywhere, and had nothing to do with any ambiguous relationships.

Therefore, even though she had already been embraced to sleep by the young master while he was drunk several times.

Harrison Lucas could maintain a calm heart, telling herself it was just to warm the young master.

She considered herself a ’man,’ like two comrades warming each other during night combat in the wilderness, with only ’comrade’ and ’subordinate’ relationships.

Harrison Lucas built up psychological resilience within herself, handling Jordan Lancaster’s habit of holding her tight after drinking with absolute calm.

She instinctively squinted her eyes, mimicking the young master’s slightly annoyed expression, making her eyes look ’cold and serious.’

Harrison Lucas said in a tough, slightly cold tone, "Young master, could you drink the soup first!"

Her attitude was strong enough, appearing fierce and intense.

But the next second, the man standing by the bed leaned down, opening his arms and coming closer.

His slender arms propped on either side of her body, his tall figure enveloping her.

His sharply-defined, cold features suddenly enlarged before Harrison Lucas’s eyes, his thin lips slowly exhaling a slightly intoxicated breath, only a tiny distance away from Harrison Lucas’s lips.

Jordan Lancaster’s voice was lazy and magnetic, carrying a sexy hoarseness completely different from his usual cold sternness: "I don’t want to drink soup, I just want to taste you..."

Harrison Lucas’s throat rolled, she swallowed with difficulty: "..."

Her eyes widened, and just before she could react, a large hand shoveled her down, pressing her into the hard bed board.

"Wait, wait... wait young master... you uh hmm..."

The man’s tall figure pressed completely down, Harrison Lucas fearfully closed her eyes, but the next moment felt a flow of moisture between her neck being exhaled.

Before she could react, Jordan Lancaster’s high nose already burrowed into her neck nest, unconsciously rubbing against the softest flesh at her neck.

A tickling sensation instantly began at her neck nest, flowing through her limbs and bones.

Harrison Lucas’s face flushed a bright red, pretending to be calm, she was completely bewildered.

Previously, she was mostly held by the young master, occasionally getting pecks on the face, all just fluttering kisses that touched lightly and left.

Like now, with the young master making such intimate moves, it was the first time.

This kind of tingling, intimate rubbing nearly left Harrison Lucas defenseless.