After a long time, they both climaxed.

Rena was so tired that she panted heavily and didn't want to move. She rested her head on top of his chest to catch her breath, her long, sweaty hair strewn all over his bare skin.

Waylen leaned against the headboard and lit a cigarette.

Rena looked up at him. She thought he looked very charming when he smoked.

Waylen Lowered his head to meet her gaze and said gently, “Come to a dinner party with me tomorrow night. It will be hosted by a family friend, Lyndon Coleman. He went to my parents’ house Last time."

Lyndon Coleman?

Rena immediately sat up with the quilt wrapped around her chest.

She looked at Waylen, wide-eyed, and asked, “You know Lyndon?"

Waylen squinted at her and answered casually, “He's my father's best friend. Why? Do you admire him?"

Rena didn't dare to say yes, but she couldn‘t conceal her joy.

Smiling, Waylen stubbed out the cigarette and then climbed on top of her again.

He didn't go easy on her the rest of the night. He had sex with her again and again. To Rena, he was so horny that it was like he hadn't had sex in a very long time.

Early the following morning, Waylen woke Rena up.

Rena opened her eyes and looked at his handsome face. Without hesitation, she kissed him affectionately.

The kiss was getting heated when they heard a slight rustling outside the door. It seemed that Claribel had come to do the housework.

Rena pushed Waylen away gently, refusing to continue.

“We can't... Claribel's here..."

However, Waylen looked at Rena with a mischievous smile.

“How about I give her a few months off? That way, it'll be just us in the apartment. We can have sex whenever and wherever we want! What do you think?"

“Stop it. We can always continue this tonight," Rena coaxed him gently

But Waylen grabbed her hand and put it on his erect penis

Rena froze, but she lay still and didn't say anything more.