Madly Yours (Nora Reed) novel Chapter 660

Nora quickly averted her eyes, secretly grumbling in her head that a certain someone could at least try to be decent when changing clothes, instead of putting it all on display right in front of her...

As the image flashed through her mind again, she swallowed hard, squeezing her eyes shut and silently reciting a mantra to banish all impure thoughts.

But just then, Nora suddenly felt the blanket lift near her feet, and a warm hand wrapped around her ankle.

"Wh... what are you doing?"

Hudson gently toyed with her foot, his voice devastatingly husky. "Honey, are you a siren in disguise? How is every part of you this beautiful?"

She was practically tailor-made to his exact tastes.

He had heard of bizarre fetishes before, but he had never considered himself a participant.

Yet ever since that accidental encounter...

Everything had changed.

Nora felt her ears catch fire at his words, and she instinctively tried to pull her leg back.

But before she could, she felt Hudson's fingertips lightly stroke her delicate ankle bone, before he leaned down and pressed a soft, lingering kiss against the arch of her foot.

A jolt of electricity shot through Nora's entire body, rocketing from her toes straight up to the crown of her head.

"Hudson!"

She kicked out hard, trying to break free, but he tightened his grip, rendering her trapped.

"Stop messing around. Didn't... didn't you say we needed to go to sleep early?"

Nora was flushed head to toe in a vibrant pink, glaring at him with her large, watery eyes.

Even though she had just showered... how could he just kiss her foot like that?

Didn't he think it was dirty?

"Be a good girl."

Hudson's voice dropped, laced with a wicked sense of amusement. "I'll serve you properly, and then we'll sleep."

"...Who asked you to serve me!"

"Then you can serve me."

"...Hudson!"

By the time the 'serving' was finished, an hour had passed, and Nora had long since passed out from pure exhaustion.

Hudson even handled cleaning her up afterward.

When everything was done, he finally gathered her into his arms, pressing a tender kiss to her temple. His voice was incredibly hoarse, heavy with a lazy, post-coital satisfaction.

"Goodnight, my love."

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