Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

“I did it.” Matthew suddenly wanted to make fun of her, and found her look unbelievably cute when she blew her top. He laid a hand on Blanca’s shoulder and sighed suggestively. “If you could get up so early today, seems like I need to go a few more times next time.”

Hearing him, Blanca jolted, then her expression grew shocked as she stared at Matthew in disbelief, eyes reddening. “Matthew Grant, you bastard! You touched me without my permission – that’s molestation, that’s forcing yourself on me, y-you…”

She grew more and more resentful. She didn’t feel it at all.

Didn’t novels say that you got sore all over and couldn’t get out of bed after that kind of thing? How could she not know… thinking about it, though, Blanca’s gaze turned thoughtful.

“Don’t lie to me, Matthew, you didn’t touch me at all!”

“Oh?” Matthew was a little shocked. A dummy like Blanca could actually find out what happened.

Blanca suddenly leant close and clapped Matthew on the shoulder. “No need to pretend, I’ve got it now. You’re… not functioning there, aren’t you? That’s why you didn’t have any women for so many years and married me to ward them all off. But don’t worry. I know better than to tease you just for that, and this is nothing. I won’t spill it! Still though, don’t keep it to yourself. Go. Get some help.”

“Blanca!!”

to make a gigolo of him yesterday, now she was

Enough was enough.

his male hormones approached her nostrils, as his lips almost touched her ear and he breathed, “Whether I’m functioning or not – want

frowned, looked down at Blanca’s shy face, and suddenly

“Aaaahhh…”

and went from thumping

Brown heard the commotion, ran out, and jumped. “What’s

Go on.” Matthew’s abdomen tightened and he regulated his breathing, already

red. Her fists were clenched as if hiding something, and a bit of abnormal emotion passed through Matthew’s

could you! How cold you… kiss