Chapter 1063

Hazel couldn't fathom how the man's stamina seemed inexhaustible, as if he would never have his fill. He had worn her out until her body felt utterly spent, yet wave after wave of ecstasy had coursed through her. When she awoke, he was already dressed in loungewear, working in the small study adjoining the bedroom. Her gaze lingered on him. Almost immediately, he sensed her watching and turned toward her, his eyes brimming with tenderness. Frederick reached for the glass of water on his desk cooled to just the right temperature and walked into the bedroom. "Drink some water first," he said, lifting the glass to her lips. "I can do it myself," Hazel hurriedly replied. The moment she spoke, she realized her voice was hoarse again, laced with a post-intimacy huskiness that made her flush with embarrassment. She quickly took the glass from Frederick's hand, using the act of drinking to hide her fluster. After finishing the water, her throat felt slightly better. With the tips of her ears s