It was undeniable, in bed, he made her happy.
Clara Knox paused for a moment, then kissed the same spot again,
"Use, use your hand."
She spoke in a coaxing tone.
She really couldn't accept using her mouth, even though he loved to kiss her all over every time.
Edward Harper felt terribly uncomfortable, barely managing to accept her suggestion.
The morning's ordeal directly caused both of them to be late.
Clara Knox hurriedly put on some light makeup, didn't have time for breakfast, yet she still didn't clock in before nine. As for him, he could come and go as he pleased; after all, he was the boss and nobody dared to say anything to him.
As soon as Clara Knox stepped into the design department, Sophia Travers rolled her eyes at her,
"Clara Knox, even the boss's wife got here earlier than you!"
Clara Knox obviously knew who she meant by the boss's wife.