Chapter 796

When it was all over, Stella was soaking wet from head to toe, most of it sweat. Panting, she collapsed onto Weston’s chest, trying to catch her breath. Even Weston was still a little short of breath. He rested one hand on her back while the other was gently stroking her black hair. There was obviously a huge difference in their stamina because, at this point, Stella was so exhausted she couldn’t even lift a finger. All she could do was lie quietly on his chest, utterly drained of energy. The window was left ajar. The breeze that was blowing outside chilled the night. A gust of wind sneaked into the room through the window slit. Stella shut her eyes and shivered. With one hand firmly on her back, Weston turned her over and placed her down snugly on the bed. She then got up and walking over to the window to shut it. Under the silvery moonlight, Stella could still make out the scratch marks she left on Weston’s back. He was completely nude when he got out of bed, and his tall Herculea