Shifting her tone, Lauren instructed, "Jocelyn, leave us alone."

Getting the hint, Jocelyn exited to stand guard at the door again.

Lauren beckoned.

“Come closer."

Kyle hesitated and stood still, filled with regret.

Last time, he'd drunk too much and ended up sleeping with Lauren.

Following that, Lauren began pressing him for Mitchel's schedule. She warned that she'd evidence of their affair and would sue him for raping her if he didn't comply.

Kyle snorted in his heart at this. Lauren had a strong desire for sex, often making passionate requests in bed. Each time, she climaxed multiple times before allowing him to finish.

Sleeping with her was more exhausting than manual labor, making him think a whore would be more worth his while.

Sensing his reluctance, Lauren threatened, “Kyle, think about your position at the Dixon Group. Do you really want to give up all this?"

It was his weakness. Kyle had much to lose, and he knew it.

He moved to her bed and then kneeled before Lauren on the bed.

Lauren moaned, “That's... That's it. Oh... You're improving..."

Looking up, Kyle sneered, "You're a good teacher."

He could imagine how many men had shared her bed. She had her tricks.

Lauren basked in the compliment. She never stopped herself from enjoying such.

But most of the time, she would think of these men as Mitchel.

Thinking of Mitchel's handsome face heightened her excitement.

Finally satisfied, Lauren rolled over to be on top of Kyle.

Breathless, she whispered, “Kyle, today I'll take care of your needs, but you have to do something for me."