Chapter 36: Was It a Dream? Or was It a Dream Within a Dream?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The female secretary screamed in pain and excitement.

Soon, all she could do was moan in pleasure.

Jayce held her waist with both hands and quickly went in and out.

One deep penetration after another, and one shallow penetration after another. The female secretary soon fell completely on the table, but Jayce was still full of energy.

Mary watched his d*ck go in and out of the female secretary’s lower body. The expression on his face gradually made her unable to see clearly. It was like he was enjoying it, but also like he was intoxicated…

Her heart was sour.

She did not know why, but she also felt that she was very hot.

Suddenly, Jayce stopped!

He turned his head and looked at the crack of the door with an indifferent expression.

Mary immediately closed the door with a ‘Kacha’ sound!

Oh no, she was discovered!

Before Mary could escape, the person inside the door shouted, “Come in!”

Mary dawdled and had to force herself to turn around and push the door open.

The female secretary had already put on the red dress with her back facing her.

She was so fast!

She seemed to have never seen her face clearly. Was she beautiful?

Mary stared at the back of the female secretary as Jayce walked towards her.

He also forced himself to tidy up, even though he only stuffed his d*ck back into his pants. Moreover, when Mary lowered her head, she could still see its outline.

“Why are you here?” Jayce walked up to her and lowered his head to ask her.

“I didn’t do it on purpose…”

Mary was really annoyed. Why was she so unlucky, always hearing or seeing her brothers having sex?

Would Jayce hate her too?

Unexpectedly, Jayce suddenly lowered his head and leaned close to her ear. “Don’t tell others… This is our secret…”

Jayce’s gentleness surprised Mary.

Didn’t he blame her for peeking?

After all, this was his most private matter!

Even Monroe flew into a rage out of humiliation!

She looked up and found that she couldn’t see the expression on Jayce’s face at all.

In the next second, something even more frightening happened!

The secretary in red turned her head and Mary saw her own face!

F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!

Mary knew that she was dreaming and it was a f*cking wet dream..

F*ck! !

Mary opened her eyes and looked at the time. It was only 3:30 in the morning.

And this was the first night she stayed at Jayce’s house.

She reached under the blanket and touched her p*ssy through her underwear.

A strong sense of shame came over her, making her feel that she wouldn’t have the face to see Jayce tomorrow..

What she was ashamed of wasn’t this erotic dream. What she was ashamed of was that the object of her erotic dream was actually her brother!

Could it be that she subconsciously thought that Jayce would fool around with his secretary?

But if he was fooling around, why would it become her face!?

Aaaargh!

Mary’s mind was racing, and she couldn’t fall asleep anymore.

Unable to sleep, Mary simply got up, changed into her swimsuit, went to the yard, and plopped into the pool.

At four o’clock in the morning, after swimming two laps, Mary finally became much more conscious.

She decided to swim two more laps.

Just at the last lap, an urgent shout suddenly came from the shore.

Mary vaguely heard Jayce’s voice. She thought she was hearing things. She shook her head and dived deep into the water.

“Splash!” the sound of water could be heard. Mary saw a blurry figure swimming towards her in the water.

At this moment, she suddenly could not tell if the scene before her was a dream or reality.

If it was reality, why would she see Jayce in the water?

Could it be that she was dreaming again?

Or was it a dream within a dream?

Jayce moved closer to her like a ray of light and grabbed her waist. With a splash, the two of them drilled out of the water!

“What are you doing? Don’t you know that the wound on your leg has not recovered? What are you doing in the middle of the night? Swimming alone here, are you sleepwalking or are you crazy!?”

The expression on Jayce’s face was one of extreme anger.

It was the first time he had been so fierce to her.

Just like Monroe, he was angry at her and scolded her.

Mary’s mind was heated up. Suddenly, without thinking, she stretched out her arm and wrapped it around Jayce’s neck. She closed her eyes and leaned forward, kissing Jayce.