Chapter 611 I Didn't Mean To

• I quickly took a shower and emerged wrapped in a towel. Madison Sadler had already fallen asleep by the time I came out, seemingly lost in a dream. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and I couldn't resist gently kissing them. After turning off the lights, I lay down slowly and reached out to hold her in my arms.
• As I held her, in the darkness, I unintentionally placed my hand on her chest. Madison Sadler wasn't wearing a bra, which I noticed is common when women wear nightgowns, probably because bras are uncomfortable.
• Her chest was firm, and through the silk nightgown, I felt an amazing elasticity in the palm of my hand, even more elastic than Jessie Levitt's. The sensation instantly ignited my desire.