Chapter 444: You know Christopher Harris?

Clara was still in a daze when he pinned her down on the bed. Weren't they discussing how to kneel? How did she end up getting herself dragged into this?

Last night, he had been too intense, and now her legs were still sore.

Clara had just reached a peak, and after catching her breath, she endured each of his advances, protesting tearfully.

"Edward Harper, I urge you to act like a human!"

Sweat dripped from Edward Harper's forehead down to his chin, and his voice was hoarse beyond belief.

"Clara, bear with me a little longer..."

Clara had no idea what kind of 'little longer' he was referring to. Anyway, by the end, she felt like she wasn't herself anymore; her legs felt like they were floating.

Who said such things were exhausting for men?

Clearly, it's women who get drained.

Afterwards, the two of them lay flat on the bed for a while before he got up to take her to shower.