Hollywood Domination Chapter 403: Take a good bath

Alcohol paralyzes the nervous system, but it also makes the perception more sensitive in the general sense. Images are flying around in her mind, like fireworks exploding in the sky. She couldn't even distinguish between existing discoveries and old memories—perhaps this was one of the disadvantages of knowing him for too long. She was already familiar with everything about Cesare. His blond hair, handsome cheeks as sharp as a knife, and moderately strong shoulders and neck are all lurking in the fragments of memory. Maybe it was an unconscious observation, maybe a certain time when her eyes stayed inadvertently. Walking on his body, the slightly hot touch seems familiar and unfamiliar, but the lips under the teeth are enough to stimulate—although veneering is very popular in Hollywood, neither Cesare nor she is a fan, even if there is a pose The needs of the two have never even touched the cheek with a light kiss.

He didn't taste as good as heaven and earth, and he was still in the human category, but Jenny was still washed over her limbs by some kind of surging emotion—this is not an ordinary desire, maybe the ingredients are more complicated and mixed She had a strong pleasure of crossing the line, she was doing something bad, Jenny was vaguely aware of this, but things seemed to become more fun because of it, after all, forbidden fruit was always delicious. Furthermore, as a veteran, she has indeed been empty for a long time. She usually doesn’t feel much, and she is too busy to think about it. It doesn’t mean she won’t be hungry. When her appetite finds an opportunity to be aroused, the longer it is suppressed, the rebound The greater the strength.

When was the last time? She thought vaguely, but soon she stopped caring about these minutiae, and instead made a dissatisfied sound, complaining about Cesare's restraint—he still didn't respond or cooperate, so she must tell him that he is a Sexy bed partner... Well, but she has already felt his reaction.

There is a big difference in their heights, Jenny thought complainingly, she raised her head slightly, slid down to sit a little, fell to his waist, supported his chest to prop herself up, the alcohol seemed to be in the long-lost-fresh - the complex emotions gradually subsided, she was still relaxed and excited, but her hands and feet were no longer so disobedient. And how to do this matter—she really knows very well.

Cesare's face was half hidden in the shadow of the furniture, his chest was heaving, his heartbeat almost knocked her palm off, he said, "j.j—"

"Shh." Jenny said, she was suddenly a little shy - not because of what they were doing, the super self-confidence she had built up over the years, what she offered now was not an unreasonable request, but even It should be a treat that men all over the world dream of—no, it's not because of her initiative at all, but because of...

There is nothing to deny, she thought, why do we keep hiding ourselves? What's the point of living if we hide it from ourselves? ——Needless to deny, she has never been obsessed with kissing in this kind of intimacy, especially after gradually westernizing, she is more honest with herself, most of the time, a simple **** is just a simple sex, for Jenny However, liking to have skin-to-skin contact with someone does not mean that she likes his kisses. She will cooperate and will not avoid the other party's kisses, but she rarely asks for them.

But it’s different now, at least at this moment—that light kiss made all the alcohol in the blood seem to burn, turned into a wild imagination, catalyzed a new chemical substance, and made her completely different At this moment, her 'ly' is no longer a polite word, and her desire has a clear direction, and that is Cesare Vigeri, who is suppressed by her.

She lowered her head and stared at him, trying to discern his expression while still feeling a little dizzy, and then stretched her hand behind her, holding the most important organ at this time - of course it had completely entered the state of preparation.

Cesare's shoulder line trembled visibly, and he was almost growling now. "j.j!"

Laughing, Jenny draws a line from top to bottom with her fingertip, then back to the top to find the zipper.

There is always a program in these things, just like a game, a novice may not be better than an experienced player, choose the timing to release the skill, and judge his state from the operation of the opponent player, once the skill is learned, it will never be forgotten , and a few minutes later, the prospect of ten or so minutes later is like the aroma from the kitchen, making her more interested in the main course, and the endorphins brighten her world, Jenny thought with great interest, "Let me It doesn't matter if you come to take the lead, I will enjoy one, one, one, one—"

However, during this period, her feet had long been relaxed, and the heroic words in her heart had not yet been established. In a whirl, she was turned upside down by Cesare and fell into the soft plush carpet, while he maintained The gesture of suppressing her, with his elbows trapped her shoulders and neck, hovered in front of her like this, and said cursingly, "*, you're drunk, j.j——how much did you drink?"

"These four——" Jenny paused, and she couldn't help giggling—for some reason, her tongue suddenly became uncontrollable.

She adjusted her pronunciation, "Are these four topics we should care about now?"

It's okay, her body is quite obedient, she hugged his neck, tried to pull her down, her legs locked his waist again—Jenny couldn't help laughing, "Tiger , Tiger butterfly defense..."

Sexually, it seems that men are always particularly vulnerable when they are on the defensive side-this has biological and social factors. Like Cesare, it was not easy to resist. He was still talking, but Jenny no longer listened. When the two were touching skin to skin, she had too many ways to obtain information, and every struggle would be converted into friction. His resistance was as fragile as a sheet of paper before the flood, his hands, his lips parted unwillingly, protesting intermittently between one long kiss after another, he began to slowly grind Waist——

She reached into his shirt and began to help him take off his shirt, but Cesare suddenly stopped all weak and hypocritical resistance - which made her not used to it.

"Bathroom." He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Need to take a shower."

Jenny let go of his hand and let him get away from her, she felt light on her body, and then she was carried into the air-she said inarticulately, "No, you take a bath, I-I don't-ah! "

The icy water suddenly hit, and it was like a torrential rain in the house. Jenny screamed, shaking her head, trying to avoid such a strong impact, but she didn't know where to run—she Her head began to ache, and the world seemed to explode right next to her head, then slowly snap back into place.

Her vision gradually clears up, and she has a stronger concept of her environment: This is a bathroom, and she is sitting in the shower. Cesare was watering her with a shower head, as if she were a potted plant—

"You look better." He said, with disheveled blond hair and disheveled clothes—the white shirt was even more than half wet by water. She pulled it all off, and the zipper was dangerously half off—but he finally turned off the nozzle, squatted down and looked at her, "Are you feeling better?"

She stared at him, her mind was empty, all drunken impulses were washed away by cold water, but her reason hadn't come back to take over, she was completely stupid there——

"Jenny?" Cesare asked, he tried to brush her bangs, and Jenny suddenly felt very wronged.

"You poured cold water on me," she said, and the tears came, and she sobbed, "You poured cold water on me--"

Cesare sighed very visibly, "j.j, j.j—ok, ok—"

He pulled out a towel, led her out of the shower room, wrapped her in the towel and returned to the room, but Jenny's tears never stopped. These were not tears of humiliation, but more like tears after the safety valve was opened The stress reaction, the alcohol pushed her mind away, and her subconscious had too many squeezed emotions—every mental struggle that forced her to continue on the verge of collapse, every weary sigh , and then ordered myself to remain excited and calm, the helplessness when I opened the door and walked into a social place, as a mature social person, especially her, even if she had negative emotions, who would she show her temper to? It's actually quite enjoyable to cry after drinking.

Cesare pulled her back to the bed and settled down, he sat beside her and waited for a while, and then—maybe slowly, maybe not so slowly, but in the tears everything seemed very long, he He took her into his arms and offered his warmth and support.

"There, there," he said, without intending to be overly discouraging.

His hug was very good, but not enough. She used crying to express her intentions, but Cesare's comprehension seemed a little weak. After a while, he began to pat her cheek rhythmically. shoulders. "ok, ok..."

There was a slight pressure and wetness on the temple, he seemed to kiss her, Jenny's shoulders shrugged a few times, she was slightly satisfied, she burrowed into Cesare's arms a few times, and continued to cry.

#

Jenny didn't know how long she had been crying, and she didn't know when and how long she fell asleep—when she woke up, there was still a thick black outside the window, and her head really hurt— —

"Oh, shiiit—" she said, sitting up cautiously with her head in her arms, her throat almost smoking with thirst. "Water—"

A bottle of ice water was handed to her in good time, Jenny took it and drank it down, then another bottle and two aspirins, Cesare said, "This will make your headache better. "

"Yeah." Jenny tried to speak as little as possible now, her head hurt so much that her whole head was shaking when she spoke.

Three bottles of ice water, two bottles of drinking, one bottle of ice packs, and the two panacea pills did effectively relieve her symptoms. Jenny lay flat for a while, and gradually gathered the strength to sit up again, "What time is it?"

"Four o'clock in the morning." Cesare said, he looked much more decent than her, he looked like he had taken a good bath, even though he definitely drank more wine than her, he looked much more respectable than her. She's much more at ease - he's even changed into his dressing gown, and judging by the ipad and magazines on the couch, she's enjoying her reading time.

"Okay..." Jenny said, she didn't avoid Cesare's eyes, but she was still a little bit undecided, wondering what Cesare was planning - did this matter just pass? still none?

Since Cesare handed the water, he has been sitting on the sofa, his eyes did not leave her - as if he was sure that she had regained her senses, he bowed.

"So..." he said, his tone unexpectedly matter-of-fact, "You obviously drank too much last night."

Jennie groaned, hugged her head and confessed, "Yes, yes, not only did I drink too much, but I drank too much—please, please don't accuse me of sexual harassment."

She was a bit joking, but she wasn't completely joking. American culture values ​​mutual consent very much. If she and Cesare were gender-inverted, even what happened to a normal couple just now would be rape. As long as the woman clearly expresses 'no', and the man refuses to stop, this is an involuntary sex. Love, the other way around is better, but men will also become the object of rape/rape in American law, there is no way to complain predicament.

"What is the accusation, did my wife ask me for sex?" Cesare said, a smile curled up on his lips, Jenny glanced at him, and finally couldn't help shrugging her shoulders and laughing , the memories of last night gradually flowed back, and her laughter soon stopped again. "Oh—Leo—gosh, I hope he's not really mad at me—"

"Getting drunk at a party is not a big deal." Cesare said in a relieved tone, "Many people have had similar experiences, this should be your inside joke in the future, I guess he won't be angry .”

He paused, and his tone changed. "Nevertheless - this incident also created an opportunity for us."

"An opportunity?" Jenny said, she felt that she might look a little stupid now, maybe with her mouth slightly open or something-she was still in the dullness of a hangover.

"An opportunity," said Cesare, putting his hands on his knees, "I think...it's too late to ignore the elephant in the room, isn't it? This thing...even if we Both of them have been avoiding it, but it still seems to be developing, and the unresolved sexual tension between me and you can no longer be ignored."

His tone is always so calm, even if he is talking about such a sensitive topic now, Jenny finds it difficult to see his true emotions through his perfect mask, she is a little annoyed, but more still He couldn't make up his mind, so he simply listened to him without changing his mind, "Of course, for two opposite sexes of the same age, it's not a strange thing to have sparks. Everyone will meet many potential objects of interest in his life. Most of the time we use reason and responsibility to restrain ourselves-and as long as you put some distance and reduce opportunities for personal contact, over time, these feelings will always pass.”

Is this why you've been traveling? Putting distance and reducing opportunities for personal contact? Jenny wanted to ask, but she didn't say it: she herself is not very exemplary in this respect——

"I think, before that, we also formed a tacit understanding. You are in New Zealand and Yosemite, and I am in New York..." The next second, Cesare pointed out her weakness, Jenny Can't help but wince, and he continued sincerely, "And I owe you an apology for that - I didn't expect... our cohabitation would make everything change so quickly, if I knew, anyway, I will not take this solution."

"Oh, so it turns out that you don't want to take advantage of both people and money." Jenny said sarcastically, trying to make a joke.

A smile appeared on Cesare's lips, his self-confidence was so strong that it was hard to see. "Believe me, if I want to pursue you, I will never need to use lies and deceit as a cover-I am not so weak and incompetent."

Jenny gave him a blank look, and his momentum weakened, "But no matter what, it seems that our relationship has reached a breaking point... No matter how we avoided it before, but now, no matter whether we choose to continue, Whether to give up or not, you should make a decision, and avoiding talking about it like this will only make things more complicated..."

He sighed, "You know our cooperation model requires absolute trust in each other, so that we can always maintain unity in daily things and major decisions, and a romantic relationship is bound to make our cooperation stronger To some extent, no matter how it goes, it will affect the normal development of the company—and we are all high-level executives of Dameng, and we must be responsible to the company, employees, and shareholders.”

Jennie moved her lips, wanting to speak, but Cesare stopped her.

"Continue or not, your choice." He said, "In any case, this is your company, and your forward-looking decision is the decisive factor for its rapid development. If you choose to continue, I will retain the equity, but Quit company management... We can find a new professional manager together, but the current cooperation model..."

He shook his head. "It is absolutely impossible to continue to exist - this is your choice, j.j, the decision is up to you, I hope... you will give me the answer."