How was she supposed to respond?

Claudia attempted to push him away, seeking to escape his grasp, but it was useless.

"Bennett, I need some water."

She grasped his intentions then, but clearly, it was already beyond the point of turning back.

Claudia raised her head and looked straight into his eyes. The lust in his eyes shocked her.

“It's getting late, Claudia."

His large hand, gently stroking her waist, seemed to trigger a memory.

Thinking of what had happened in the piano room in the evening, Claudia began to breathe quickly. Her face was very red, and the red color spread down her ears and dyed her fair neck red too.

With each kiss, her heartbeat quickened.

Although she was sober that night, she was a little drunk.

Now, however, she was fully sober, she didn't drink or get drunk.

As Bennett's kisses softened, she questioned herself, almost feeling as if she had been drinking after all.

Lost in the moment, her pajama top slid upward. She looked at the man holding her in a daze, and his eyes were no longer unfathomable.

Her mind went blank again.

"Are you still feeling sleepy?"

As Bennett's voice broke through the silence, a whirlwind of vivid memories from the previous night surged through Claudia's mind. Each one ignited a deep, crimson blush on her cheeks.

She couldn't help but relive the intoxicating moments when his strong arms effortlessly lifted her, and her gaze fell upon the scattered clothes on the floor. Her pure white panties tossed atop the chaotic pile exuded an audacious allure against the backdrop of his dark, velvety pajamas.

Claudia remembered the intimate moment beneath the showerhead's steady stream. Bennett held her waist from behind as she watched herself in the mirror.

While the scenes playing in her mind weren't a big deal, the lingering presence of Bennett's alluring, low voice seemed to echo in her ears. It was as if he were still there, whispering those enticing words:

"Hold me tightly, Claudia. Lift your legs. Kiss me."

Her thoughts became consumed by the lingering eroticism of their encounter. The sudden intrusion of Bennett's voice jolted her back to the present.

Hearing this, Claudia trembled. She instinctively closed her eyes, trying to pretend she was still asleep, but her quivering eyelashes gave her away.

Looking at the woman beneath him, Bennett smiled. He leaned down and kissed her trembling eyelashes.

Her lashes quivered even more intensely.