Chapter 2821 - 11: This Man Is Moving Hormones

Chapter 2821: Chapter 11: This Man Is Moving Hormones

Ben Lucas quickly stripped off his clothes.

As he moved, the slender and robust body of a grown man was gradually revealed before Harrison Lucas’s eyes.

Although, before this, Harrison had already seen various types of men in the Military Camp, honing the ability to face men without any ripple of emotion.

After initially experiencing shyness and shock, she adapted, navigating the military environment with ease, able to watch calmly as her comrades shed their outer clothes, exposing their muscular bodies.

Yet at this moment, when Harrison saw the man seated upon her, stripping off his clothes, undoing his belt, revealing copper-toned muscles, she couldn’t help but swallow again.

Those well-defined abdominal muscles and graceful Adonis belt were the result of Ben Lucas’s years of relentless combat and training.

Her lord had inherited good genes from his parents, naturally fair-skinned and handsome.

But the rigorous training had tinted his muscles with a honeyed hue, glistening under the soft lights with an enticing sheen.

This man was undoubtedly the embodiment of moving hormones.

Incomprehensible black pupils, a tall nose, and thin, sensual lips formed sharp and beautiful features.

The long, broad hands, unbuttoning with each click, had well-defined knuckles, appealing enough to capture any hand enthusiast’s fancy.

His fingertips carried the thin calluses from years of training and holding a gun, brushing over her skin as if igniting her, leaving behind a scorching warmth.

And this perfect ’body’ was blatantly on display before Harrison, the captivating black pupils, explosive muscles, tall and slender physique—

Harrison felt her heartbeat accelerating, growing more chaotic.

Even breathing became difficult.

The surrounding air also seemed to thin; though no stove was in sight, waves of heat surged toward her.

When the strange heat, rising inexplicably from her abdomen, began to rampage and wreak havoc, Harrison’s face turned increasingly red, and redder.

So red as if blood would drip, yet it transformed her originally somewhat stern, bland face into one strikingly radiant.

"Sweetheart, you’re so beautiful." Finally freed from his restraints, Ben Lucas gazed down at the young woman beneath him.

The brisk short hair initially lent her face less allure, but now, after the struggle, her freshly bathed hair was tousled into a mess.

The sweetheart, placed on the bed by him, with messy short hair and eyes wavering in confusion and panic like a frightened little creature.

But, this little beast’s cheeks were flushed red, with an eerie blush rendering her irresistibly charming and alluring.

"You look so tempting and delicious."

A deep voice, heavy with hoarseness, resounded above Harrison’s head.

Following that, before she could react, the man atop her had already leaned down and pressed against her.

Two broad hands had long since pushed her only garment up to her chest.

Under the calloused fingertips, it was all soft and tender to the touch.

The man lowered his head, effortlessly savoring that sweet, delectable...

"Mm... my lord... please don’t..." Harrison’s pitiful voice whispered intermittently; she wanted the lord to stop, to stop...

Harrison’s background forced her to grow and protect herself early, but since she gained understanding, she gradually shed the fragility of a girl, becoming stronger than any man.