Chapter 319 You Are So Bad at This
Lucian was startled and almost lost his grip on Calista. Her face was just right below his abdomen when he came to his senses and drew her back into his embrace.
He tensed up, and his voice was hoarse as he said, “Calista, do you know what you’re saying?”
He assumed she was just drunk at first.
After all, he was always the one who took care of her whenever she got drunk after they married. He knew better than anyone how awful she behaved when she was drunk.
Lucian hadn’t taken her seriously at first, but the woman in his arms, who was now so drunk she couldn’t even sit up straight, nodded emphatically and said, “Yes.”
Not only that, but she also rubbed against it. Calista raised her hand to press on it probably because she was uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth as he held her hand.
“Weren’t you attempting to set clear boundaries with me? Why do you want to be with me again?”
In her drunken state, she still corrected him.
“I’m not helping you because I want to be with you. I’m helping you with your illness as a token of
gratitude.”
Lucian gave her a slow, sardonic smile.
“In the past, people repaid favors by offering their hand in marriage. Callie, you’re offering a discount that’s even steeper than a department store’s clearance sale.”
Calista frowned and shook her head solemnly after a while.
“You’re not suited to be a husband.
Her words pierced his heart like a soft, slender thorn. It wasn’t a sharp pain but a dull ache that made him
Lucian lowered his head, cupped the back of her head with one hand, and pressed his forehead against
hers so that their eyes were looking into each other’s.
arse voice sounded especially deep in the quiet living room.
Toure I’m not suited if you don’t give me a chance? I know wasn’t great in the
Callie…”
She yawned.
“Forget it. I’m going to bed.”
She pushed him away and hopped off the bar stool, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, her legs.
went weak, and she almost fell.
His hand had been resting lightly on her waist the whole time. He immediately pulled her into his embrace.
when she swayed.
He pinned her against the bar, lowered his head, and kissed her. He kissed her passionately and explored her mouth with his tongue. Both of them were out of breath when the kiss ended.
Calista was already inebriated, and she could barely stand then. All she could do was lean into his
embrace.
Lucian lowered his head and stared at the woman’s lips, which had become red and swollen because of their kiss. He took out his phone and tapped on the screen a few times.
“Callie, repeat what you just said
“What did I say?”
Calista frowned, her patience running thin. Why was this man so annoying?
“He’s indecisive and talks too much,” she thought.
“Say you’re willing to be with me,” he coaxed.
“I’m not going to be with you; I’m just going to help you with your illness. Then, we’ll be even,” Calista
stressed once more when she noticed his grim expression.
didn’t ask you to help me; you helped me voluntarily, I’m a kind–hearted angel who wants to return the
for You can’t take advantage of me.”
wouldn’t have been this bold and narcissistic if she hadn’t been drinking.
He bent down and picked her up.
“Or should we go to the couch?”
Her mind was in disarray as she leaned against his chest. Her eyes were half–closed as she crumpled the man’s well–pressed shirt.
“Let’s go to the couch.”
The couch was closer. Otherwise, her liquid courage would dissipate.
“Alright,” he said.
Lucian placed Calista on the couch and got on top of her. His muscles were tense as he supported himself. His breathing was erratic, brushing against her face.
“Are you scared?”
“… No.”
That statement sounded a little forced.
His eyes were filled with burning desire. He chuckled when he heard that.
“Why do you look like you’re about to make a huge sacrifice, then?”
Calista fell silent for a moment as her gaze landed on his middle leg. Even though she couldn’t see anything because he was pinning her down, she could feel his erection pressing against her thighs.
1 can’t believe you’re still in the mood to chit–chat at a time like this, Lucian. Is your condition getting
worse?
Men were generally sensitive in that aspect, especially those who already had deficiencies. Calista fully
grasped the meaning of that statement at that moment.
Lucian had stripped her halfway as soon as she said that. His kisses were impatient and passionate.
Calista Instinctively clenched her fists, leaving a few white marks on the leather sofa with her nails. The
mans scent was so strong that it filled the air she breathed.
entire living mom was lit by a single ambient light on the liquor cabinet. The light that reached their
already minimal, and it was blocked by the backrest of the sofa.
to be shrouded in thick darkness. Calista couldn’t see his face all the
and pesoionate kisses,
The memories that she had buried deep in her heart for so long suddenly came flooding back, and she couldn’t help but curl up and cry out, “It hurts.”
Even the darkness couldn’t hide her pallor at that moment. Calista was as pale as a ghost, and she went
rigid with agony.
Lucian stopped his advances, and all of his impulses and passion ebbed away like a tide when she cried out. His brow creased with concern as he got off of her. He seemed more anxious than she did.
“Where does it hurt?”
Calista gritted her teeth. The alcohol was making her head swim.
“It’s been three years. Why are you still so bad at this?”
She wasn’t humiliating him; she was just being honest.
Other elementary school students were already mature enough to branch into dating, yet here she was at the age of 25, having only experienced intimacy twice. Plus, both of the times ended in disaster.
Calista thought men were supposed to be good at this kind of thing.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt aggrieved. Calista wanted to cry. Her emotions were everywhere because of the alcohol, and her eyes misted over in no time.
Lucian was rendered speechless.
Calista snapped, “Hurry up!”
Lucian got down on one knee, pressed his forehead against hers, and coaxed her in a soft voice, “Callie, I
haven’t entered you yet.”
Even though she acted like she was comfortable with sex, he knew that she had some reservations about
it because of their unpleasant first experience.
Hence, he didn’t want to rush things although she had too much to drink. He took things slow and helped her adjust to his advances. But she had cried out in pain before he could do anything.
Balists was dumbfounded.
