Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2192

They smoothly checked into a king-size room, entered, and swiped the keycard to activate the power. Then, Andrew found himself at a loss for what to do next.

It was not that he did not know what came next. After all, he was an experienced guy with several close female companions. At a time like this, Andrew would not act like some inexperienced rookie.

What made him feel awkward was bringing his own subordinate to a hotel room. No matter how he thought about it, the whole thing seemed absurd.

Natasha was already undressing, and soon she was completely naked. Her entire body was full and voluptuous from head to toe.

She was undeniably curvy and sensual.

"Let me take a shower first!" Natasha slipped into the bathroom, chuckling embarrassedly at Andrew.

Andrew sat alone on the couch, somewhat silent.

Just then, his phone rang. It was Chantelle calling. She sounded worried as she asked, "Honey, is everything okay with you and Natasha?"

Chantelle knew Andrew had come out to find Natasha. At the time, he had not let her follow because he was worried there might be something inconvenient on Natasha's end.

"Everything's fine. I'll go to the Langley residence with Natasha for a bit. Once we get things sorted out, we'll come find you!" Andrew said with a somewhat guilty conscience.

Chantelle did not think much of it and laughed cheerfully. "Then, after you two finish your business, come back early. Huh, why is there the sound of water on your end? Is someone taking a shower?"

Andrew was startled and felt speechless. He was staying at a luxury five-star hotel. Although he had not booked the presidential suite, this room was still a deluxe standard room.

How could the sound of Natasha's shower be so loud?

Thinking about it again, Andrew realized he really could not blame the hotel. The main issue was that Chantelle was observant, and as a martial artist, her hearing was sharp.

"Water sound? Oh, you mean that. No one's showering. It's coming from the park next door."

After forcing that explanation, Andrew felt like he would not even believe it himself.

With a flushed face, she walked up to Andrew and asked gently, "Darling, do you want to rinse off? Or should I wait until after we're done for you to shower?"

She was being very considerate, completely following Andrew's preferences.

Andrew smiled bitterly. "You lie down first. I think I'll go wash up too."

Natasha giggled. "Darling, what's wrong with you? Are you nervous? That shouldn't be right. Logically, you should be experienced by now!"

Andrew's bitter smile deepened. "Yeah, I think so too... It shouldn't be like this! But I'm not actually nervous. It's just that doing this in broad daylight feels a bit too indulgent."

Natasha gave him a seductive look and said coyly, "Since we're already here, don't think about anything else."

Leaning close to Andrew's ear, she whispered, "Darling, I'm a starved widow! You'd better give it to me hard in a bit!"

Andrew's body trembled.