Mitchel smiled. The curtains on the balcony were not drawn, and the pale moonlight sprinkled upon his handsome face. The desire in his eyes was undisguised.

“ALL right. If you say so."

After saying this, he bent his long legs to hold her up, lowered his head, and bit her.

His slightly damp hair brushed against Raegan's neck. Every stroke seemed deliberate, and it was neither too light nor too heavy. It created a tantalizing sensation in her.

As he continued, Raegan felt she could no longer stand it, and she felt like crying. She reached out, pushed him away, and said, "Mitchel, don't. Your mom said we can't do it."

However, Mitchel became even more restless. He couldn't suppress his desire anymore. His arousal was very evident in his husky voice.

“Then, don't make any sound."

“But I..."

Raegan wanted to retort. But Mitchel suddenly pressed his fingers against her lips, almost prying them apart.

Outside, the rain kept pouring relentlessly. And the spatter of rain on the roof seemed to have added to Mitchel's eagerness.

Raegan gave in. She helplessly raised her neck and closed her eyes, letting him do what he wanted.

It took Mitchel almost two hours to satisfy himself. Then he looked at his watch and said, “It's time to go to bed."

Raegan blushed. She saw he was clearly aroused, but tried to hold back his own desire. She glanced at him.

But Mitchel seemed to have seen through her. He asked considerately, “Do you want more?"

Raegan was rendered speechless.

Was he serious? She felt sleepy and exhausted now. How could she want more?

Raegan murmured softly, “It's you who still wants it, right?"

Mitchel didn't deny it. After all, his desire was very evident. He bit her shoulder gently and answered, "Yes, I do. But my mom said you can't be too tired. Staying up late is not good for the baby."

After saying this, he got up and carried her to the bathroom to clean up. Then, they lay on the bed comfortably.

Mitchel gently rested his hand on her belly and asked, “Why doesn't it seem to be growing?"