Chapter 60: Chapter 60

Ray still hadn't digested what happened when he was pushed onto the couch. Alexa sat on his thighs in an inviting pose. Today she was wearing a flannel shirt, two buttons were accidentally opened and revealed her purple bra.

Ray winced, trying to get up.

"Lexa, wait—"

The friction against his thigh was strong enough that something sleeping inside his pants immediately ignited. A sweet lips trapped him in a passionate kiss. He unknowingly got carried away and began to take over.

"Ngh."

His premonition was very bad. His body couldn't resist the feeling of pleasure and passion blending with heat. Not to mention that Alexa kept his mouth shut fiercely for quite a long time, looking very careless. So he must play an important role in helping her maintain complete dominance.

The bulging thing between his thighs was hot and boiling. When she touched it, there was a slight damp sensation as something inside slid out uninvited.

Ray gasped.

When the kiss broke, their saliva hung in the air intertwined.

And they were silent for a moment in each other's burning gaze.

Her eyes were very red, like flames bursting in hot lava. It seemed like it was not her, like she was being possessed. She even lowered her head again, crushing him with a wet kiss. Creating a cackle that fills the air.

For God's sake! It was in the living room!

The housemaid could come in at any time and see something inappropriate like this! As he thought about it, he pushed her shoulders hard, turning the tables so that he was on top.

Even though he refused, his bulging 'weapon' was already throbbing.

"Alexa, hold on, are you crazy?" Ray asked in a heavy tone, still feeling the warm sensation of her tongue in his mouth.

Alexa didn't respond in any way. Her free hand slid down, right to his pants. Deliberately stroking something behind it.

"Ugh." Ray closed his eyes.

"Standing like this, are you still going to refuse?" Alexa asked in a teasing tone, but her entire face was lifeless.

After all, it wasn't her who wanted it. That wass simply to satisfy hef curiosity about something. If in the past he could easily rape her while drunk, why had he put it off this long even when they were already dating?

At some point in her heart, she wanted to deny the true facts, on the other hand she wanted to convince herself that this man deserved to be hated.

Seeing his reaction as expected, her head dropped to where his trousers were. Pulling the elastic of his pants down and revealing a huge veiny object that was burning hot. She could feel how it pulsed in her grasp.

Ray was already in a mess when he realized this wrong situation.

Ray's junior came into contact with her slender finger bones. Smashed with fast and hard force. His brain couldn't think clearly between hot and passionate. In the midst of his libido peaking, he bent down and kissed her again passionately. His hands crept from the top of her head, neck and shirt, finding two pink beans and twisting them gently.

Ray knew women's sensitive parts, even though he had never had sex, it seemed he had memories of it in the past.

His lips moved down, from sucking on the neck to create a red mark, to scooping up two nuts in turn. The body beneath him shook impatiently.

"Nnh, Ray ..."

The moan made Ray blind. He sped up his movements, sucking on the nipple with such force that the woman beneath him gasped in pain.

He might have gone crazy!

It was not hypocritical that this was what men need. Especially when faced with the woman he really loves. He thought that he really wanted this, before he finally stopped.

Fully stiff.

Men really need this, but didn't that mean he was the same as Alexa's ex-boyfriend? Who only cares about lust and will ultimately made her hurt?

Ray suddenly realized, pushed herself away and stood up.

His face was red; either because of anger or the momentary pleasure he felt just now. His breathing was going up and down irregularly. He looked at Alexa sadly, disappointed and hurt.

"I'm sorry."

His gaze completely hurt, Alexa's eyes widened in surprise.

“Ray, I …” Alexa stopped to feel the sticky liquid on her fingers, and she was speechless.

"I'm going to sleep first. Good night," he said.

The man just walked away. Only had time to fix his open trousers, he left without taking his work tablet at all. Leaving Alexa confused and lost. Alone.

'Wtf?'

She was dazed. It was as if her soul had also left, leaving her body empty.

Now what?

After this embarrassing incident, what then? What did she prove?

Even in the morning, she still felt that confusion and didn't get any answers at all. Remembering how disgusting she was acting, she thought who was the real bastard here?

"Mom," Fillo called softly, his eyes looking at her worriedly.

"Come on, have breakfast first. You won't be going to the playground today." Alexa came to her senses and rubbed the kid's head.

"Why?"

Before she could answer, she saw Maggy putting milk on the table and she immediately asked, "Where's Ray?"

"He left early this morning. There was urgent business."

"Oh."

Maggy could catch her expression of disappointment. Before Ray left this morning, the man also wore the same expression, he was even more careless than usual. If Maggy hadn't seen it, Ray would probably have gone to work in his pajamas.

Maggy sighed and didn't think about it.

"Did he say anything?" Alexa asked again.

Maggy answered, "Yeah, he said he'd be back late."

Alexa's nose hurt hearing that.

Was he that angry with her that he didn't want to see her again? Maybe she was going too far, but she really didn't realize what she was actually doing. Her head was always thinking about proof.

Which in fact was just nonsense!

So what if she has proven it? Why did she keep being given this kind of indecisive feeling?

"Did you guys fight?"

"Ah?"

"It's unusual for him to leave in such a hurry," Maggy explained. "So I thought you two had a fight."

Alexa looked down. "Um ... no."

"I don't mean to accuse you. This is actually just my guess. It could be that he was in a hurry because there was a call from his father."

Alexa didn't answer.

"His grandfather was so strict with him. Since his relationship with Mrs. Tatum ended, his father was so angry and they had a fight." Maggy looked emotional. "It seems their relationship still hasn't improved."

Honestly, Alexa wasn't interested in hearing stories about him. Little did she know that the one paying attention to the story was her own son.

Maggy clapped her hands. "Ah, I remember something."

Alexa, "..."

The old housemaid went into a room, then returned to the dining table with two stacks of photo albums.

"This ..."

Maggy excitedly opened it. "This is Ray's old album. You can see his childhood photos. Doesn't he look a lot like your son?"

Alexa's body stiffened.

That was right. As she turned page after page, all the faces in the photos were like parts of her son. They almost seemed identical if only the shape of their faces and eye lines weren't different.

Alexa covered her mouth in disbelief.

These were all photos of Ray when he was little.

She saw it all; little Ray playing with colorful balls, little Ray holding a swimming championship trophy, little Ray eating waffles, little Ray alone with a girl beside him, (Maggy explained that it was Yasmin, Ray's older sister) and other photos of little Ray with lots of pose.

What must be emphasized was that these were all photos of Ray, not Fillo, and they really almost look the same—from head to toe!

Was this the reason why Ray wanted to do a DNA test at that time?

... to be continued ...