Chapter 79-intolerable

Natasha's POV

As I stepped out of the bathroom, Jaclyn Dills was already lounging on the bed, his hair still slightly damp from a shower, silk sheets loosely draped around his waist, his muscular torso exposed to the air.

Jaclyn Dills wasn't the bulky, exaggerated muscle type of man, but rather, his muscles were defined, strong, and supple.

The thought of his strength suddenly sent a surge of heat coursing through me, spreading rapidly throughout my limbs at an indescribable pace. His eyes, flickering like flames, seemed to ignite a gentle tremor within me.

Even though we couldn't do anything, my cheeks flushed nonetheless.

Impatiently, Jaclyn Dills urged, "Natasha, come here."

Jaclyn Dills always knew that the hungrier one became, the more important it was to savor each moment. Eating too quickly often resulted in discomfort and a loss of flavor, especially with something as delicious as Luna. He had to take his time, relishing each bite slowly, for there was joy in the gradual consu