CH 35.1
Married To A Savage Duke
âOh my god!â Cherryl screamed as the waterâs icy chill poured down on her.
Unfortunately, her feminine curves seen through her thin nightgown felt more embarrassing than her dripping wet clothes.
Cherryl lifted the clinging hem immediately and pulled it away from her skin as much as she could.
Cadeâs pupils trembled, not knowing where else to look.
After getting a glimpse of her naked form this early morning, Cade managed to calm down his sensitive body before reaching its limit.
When Cherryl initiated physical contact, he got so flustered from the shock that he tried to avoid her no matter what.
He did it without meaning to but he didnât expect it to be this disastrous.
Now, he wasnât so sure if he actually liked this or not.
Even as Cherryl pulled at the hem of her nightgown to prevent her bare skin from unwanted exposure, her sexy upper body was clearly visible over the fabric stretched like a rubber band.
As Cade kept his eyes on the arousing scene, a dark fire deep inside him began to boil at a fever pitch despite the anti-aphrodisiac potion he had just drank.
Could it still work and suppress his lustful desires?
Cade hurried up from his seat, bringing a dry towel.
âIâm sorry.â
As he handed her an apple-embroidered towel, his earlobes were burning red.
He kept rubbing his hand against his face in a panic, not knowing what to do to hide the thing growing in his pants.
Cherryl smiled softly as she glanced up at Cade who was acting out of character.
âItâs alright, Your Grace. You didnât do it on purpose.â
Cherryl rubbed the towel against her wet slip.
When she didnât hear a response from him for a long time, she raised her head again.
âDid you do that on purpose?â
âNo. But, Lady Cherrylâââ
âHmm?â
âDonât touch a manâs body unwittingly.â
âUnwittingly?â Cherrylâs brows furrowed in confusion. âWhat do you mean? I donât know what youâre talking about.â
Looking all impatient, Cade stared her down with one of his eyebrows raised.
âPlease refrain from initiating sudden physical contact with me.â The Grand Dukeâs tone indicated disapproval.
However, Cherrylâs shoulders flinched as if she had been whipped.
âPlease donât get me wrong, My Lady. Iâm just warning you because I wanted you to be a little alert.â
Dumbfounded, Cherryl explained defensively. âIâm not planning of doing anything to you. A hair strand of mine has attached to your shirt and I just wanted to remove it.â The more she looked back at the situation, the more ridiculous she thought the Grand Duke was acting. âYou touch me wherever and whenever you want, Your Grace. Are you telling me that I need to get permission from you to do the same thing?â
It was all an act of natural reciprocity and goodwill.
Why did he suddenly warn her not to touch him unwittingly?
If he was going to get cranky with just that little touch, why did he suggest that she sleep in his bedroom in the first place?
Cherryl had no idea that Cade was extremely sensitive after seeing her half-naked form while she slept.
His instinct and reason were fighting a fierce battle in his head if he should or shouldnât have his wicked way with her.
Which of them would prevail?
Cherryl looked at Cade with disappointment, but he still didnât want to lose this argument.
âThatâs not what Iâm talking about. My situation is not the same as yours.â
âWhatâs the difference between you and me?â
âAre you serious?â
Cade snatched the towel that Cherryl was holding rudely.
She tried to cover her chest with a short scream when the wet cloth revealed her pale flesh.
âLook at this. Youâre ashamed of exposing your body to me when youâre still covered by clothes. But, you know whatâs different for me?â
â!â
âCherryl, do you feel the desire to make love to me every time I touch you?â
When asked a strange question, Cherryl immediately shook her head.
âOf course not!â
âThatâs why I said our situation is starkly different. Even if youâre just reaching out to me, I have the urge to make love to you immediately.â
Honestly, how could Cade even say âmake loveâ so casually?
Even telling her that he wanted to grab her wrist and kiss her right now wouldnât satisfy half of this insidious desire.
Speechless, Cherryl lowered her eyes while rubbing her temples.
Cade was talking nonsense.
He kissed her casually in front of everyone else and act intimate every time they were alone, but now his responses were sharp.
In the past, Cade even seduced her into doing it.
Whether he knew Cherrylâs intentions or not, Cade jumped up from his seat and pulled the rope to call the servants.
Cherrylâs eyes were as large as saucers.
âWhatââ?â
âYouâd better return to your bedroom now, Cherryl.â
She was scolded for trying to take her hair strand off his clothes and now he was kicking her out?
Nevertheless, she had no time to refute anything.
When Cade woke up a while ago, Cherryl had clearly witnessed something eye-opening.
Underneath his black trousers, an enormous bulk that couldnât be ignored sat on top of his right thigh.
What was that?
A club?
Cherryl gasped in surprise and covered her mouth with her hand.
She didnât think much of it due to her foolish ignorance.
Of course, there was only one thing there unless Cade intentionally put a dancing club underneath his pants.
However, her hair must have turned white from embarrassment after assuming it was a club at first glance.
Cade didnât even seem to want to hide the obvious.