Was she fondling it?

It was just an unintended touch!

He playfully wiggled her hand, inquiring, “So, what was that little gesture about, Mrs. Dreskin?"

"I was just adjusting your button."

He gazed at her for a moment and remarked, “You're welcome to touch me if you'd like. I wouldn't stop you anyway."

Claudia huffed in frustration, "I wasn't touching!"

It was merely an accident!

Accepting her response, Bennett eased his hold, murmuring, “Alright, you weren't."

As he said those words, a mischievous smirk tugged at his Lips, and a teasing glint sparkled in his eyes. Clearly, he wasn't buying it.

A blush bloomed on Claudia's face as she retorted, “Why shouldn't I touch my own husband? If I feel Like it, I'll just go ahead and do it! No rule says I can't! Humph!"

She was merely intrigued about the sensation of feeling abs! Considering he had such a well-defined eight-pack, there was no harm in her touching it, right?

With these thoughts fueling her, Claudia placed both hands on his abdomen, almost as if she was letting out some frustration.

Bennett reclined comfortably on the couch, fully open to it.

Truth be told, Claudia hadn't really touched anything. Yet, the embarrassment from her unintended act left her flustered.

Awkwardly, she retrieved her hands and stole a peek at Bennett.

For a moment, they exchanged lingering gazes. Then, she whispered, “I need to shower."

“Have you had your fill?"

She didn't say anything.

“If so, then I'm next.”

“Excuse me? What?”

Was this some kind of back-and-forth game to him?

Her eyes widened in shock at Bennett. As he took a step towards her, the space between them closed swiftly.

His face now close to hers made her breaths come faster

Suddenly, a firm grip encircled her waist, drawing her close to his chest.