stained with the imprint of love... me and you

"Don't do too much to her." Candice, who was sitting in the car, couldn't help but say something to Matthew.

"She's like that, what else can I do?" Matthew thought Candice's worry was funny, and turned his face to look at Candice who was sitting next to him. "I didn't do anything excessive on you that night... how could you use the definition of pervert to judge me... I'm very sad..."

"I'm just reminding you." Candice didn't say any more after being told by Matthew.

"So you have a boyfriend." Matthew suddenly mentioned this question.

"Otherwise." Candice felt that she hadn't hidden anything from Matthew from the beginning, and a man like Matthew wouldn't care at all.

"Otherwise? Otherwise, of course I want to pursue you." Matthew smiled while driving with his face facing the front. "Could it be that you think someone like me can still do something? Discuss with you whether the next president will be Obama?"

"So you want to pursue Erica now." Candice replied insightfully.

"You're not going to tell me she has a boyfriend, are you?" Matthew pretended to be hurt again.

"On the contrary, I never saw her have a boyfriend." Candice glanced at Matthew.

"I'll see it soon." Matthew showed a winning expression.

"You like her?" Candice didn't mind, just thought that if Matthew said he wanted to play with Erica, Candice would never let that happen. "Or just think of her as your next target?"

"Please... I was very gentle that night..." Matthew felt that he was so innocent by Candice. "Why do you always slander me..."

"For you, going to a woman is the same as going to the toilet." Candice didn't stop attacking him because of Matthew's words. "Don't put such thoughts on Erica."

"When you say that... you are actually saying that you were fucked by me like a toilet..." Matthew suddenly felt that Candice and Kira should be good friends, especially when they wanted to argue with him.

"That's why. I don't want the same thing to happen to my friends." Candice didn't care about Matthew scolding herself back with her own words just now.

"Whether you want to or not, if she volunteers, it should have nothing to do with whether you want to or not." Matthew glanced sideways at Candice, keeping his head facing forward.

"Heh... If you can get her to volunteer, I'd love to see it." Candice smiled.

"If I say this, you definitely want to sleep with her more..." Candice shook her head helplessly. "The more people say something is impossible, the more I want to make it possible."

"Then look for the next 'impossible'." Candice sneered. "People are so boring."

"That's not what you said." Matthew denied. "When she pierced my mouth, I wanted to have sex with her."

"Want to do to her the same thing she did to me." Matthew said with a smirk, metaphorically. "It's just that, of course, it's not a piercing needle... and it's not stuck in the mouth..."

"You have to fuck all the women you've seen before you're satisfied." Candice didn't think Matthew's bullshit answer was a good answer at all.

"It's the woman I see in my eyes." Matthew corrected. "Besides, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. The only woman in my eyes who wants to have sex with him is that guy."

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After delivering Candice, Matthew called a taxi to return home.And it wasn't Spencer's house with Dominic, it was just a small apartment that Matthew rented out.

When approaching the door of the house, under the lights of a taxi passing by, Matthew saw Erica sitting on the stairs at the door.

'Oops, just gave her the car keys.But he forgot to give her the key to the house. Matthew quickly paid and got out of the car.Taking the potion and bandages I just bought from the 24-hour convenience store, I walked towards Erica.

"Why are you sitting here?" Matthew saw that his own shirt was soaked in blood on Erica's body.

"I forgot to ask which floor you live on." Erica stood up with some difficulty after seeing Matthew. "Besides, you didn't give me the key."

"I mean, why don't you sit in the car." Matthew reached out to support Erica who was frowning from the pain of the wound.

"I'm afraid you won't see me." Erica looked at Matthew and replied in a low voice. "Also, I don't want to make the car more dirty."

"It's already dirty anyway." Matthew suddenly felt distressed when he heard Erica's answer.Especially the first sentence 'I'm afraid you can't see me'.

"Then let's go." Matthew opened the door at the bottom of the building. "If you don't take medicine, your wound will probably be glued to my shirt."

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After opening the door of the apartment, Matthew, who fumbled for the light switch in the dark, smelled the strong smell of blood on Erica's body.

"Would you like something to drink?" Matthew asked Erica after turning on the light.

"Ruma and Coke are fine," Erica replied.

"I won't give you a drink if you're so hurt." Matthew walked to the refrigerator and bent over. "Just drink some Coca-Cola."

"Then the water will be fine." Erica changed her words.

"Okay." Matthew opened the refrigerator and took an unopened bottle of mineral water from it.

Then he went to Erica, opened the mineral water and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Erica took the mineral water and drank it directly.

Matthew watched Erica's chest rise and fall as she drank and swallowed.

"Although it will be rejected, I still ask." Matthew cast his gaze on Erica's face. "Wound treatment, do you need my help? For example..."

"Just paint the wound on my back." When Matthew was thinking about how to finish the sentence just now, he heard Erica's decision unexpectedly. "If it doesn't bother you."

"It's not too troublesome to paint it all for you..." Matthew looked at Erica meaningfully and said.

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"No thanks." Erica turned her back to Matthew and took off her shirt.

Because indeed, as Matthew said at the downstairs door, Erica's wounds have started to stick to the shirt in several places. Enduring the pain, Erica slowly tore away the wound stuck to her clothes without saying a word.

"Personally, I don't have that special hobby. But it would be interesting to play S_M with someone like you." Matthew could guess from the way Erica turned her back to him and undressed that she was enduring the pain expression.Although Erica said nothing.

"You don't make a sound when you're hurt like this. It's very curious." Matthew turned around and took out the hemostatic medicine and bandages from the plastic bag that had just entered the door and put it on the cabinet. "Curiosity to what extent it takes to make you speak."

Turning around again, Matthew saw that Erica had taken off his shirt and his bare back was scratched by a sharp object. Except for one place that might have just been ripped off from the sticky shirt and was still bleeding, there was nothing else. The wound doesn't appear to be serious.

"The skin on your back is much better than the skin on your face. If you don't have these wounds." Matthew, who had already walked behind Erica, opened the medicine bottle, dipped a cotton swab into the medicine, and prepared to apply it to Erica's wound.

"If there weren't these wounds," Matthew repeated. "I'm afraid I have you on top of me."

"That's thank goodness, those wounds are still there." Erica replied funny to Matthew.

"I'm going to do it." Matthew said lewdly in a deliberately ambiguous tone. "If it hurts, just bear it. However, I will try my best to be gentle..."

Seeing that Erica didn't respond to his teasing words, Matthew applied the cotton swab dipped in medicine to Erica's wound.

The moment the cotton swab touched the wound, Erica instinctively dodged a little because of the pain.Her shoulders and the skin at the wound also trembled slightly. Matthew saw this scene, looked up at Erica's back to his head, and suddenly wanted to hug her like this.

"Why did you stop?" Erica asked, turning her face sideways. "Sorry, I accidentally avoided it just now."

"That's not careless..." Matthew smiled at Erica's back.

Then apply the cotton swab soaked in medicine to Erica's wound again. Matthew saw Erica's shoulders shaking uncontrollably from the pain from the medicine seeping into the wound, and heard Erica's breathing trying not to make her voice aggravate.

"If you're really a masochist, you should be enjoying yourself now," Matthew said deliberately. "I was miserable, and I didn't experience any pleasure."

"I said..." Erica said as she said that she also found that her voice had become distorted a lot due to the pain, so she immediately coughed and readjusted her voice.

"I said, if you find it troublesome, don't paint it for me." Erica finished speaking this time.

"It's not troublesome..." Matthew raised his eyes and looked at the back of Erica's head with messy short black hair, "I just want to hear you make a sound..."

"I also said that I have no special hobbies." Erica replied.

"The special hobby I'm talking about is deliberately making women's bodies look like this." Matthew defended himself. "I can't do it."

"I see." Erica said, turning her face to the side again. "But I hope you will do it quickly and let this end quickly."

"It seems that you really like S_M..." Matthew said when he heard Erica's reply.

"It hurts anyway. It's always good to end soon." Erica didn't contradict Matthew's opinion of herself.

"Then do as you say."

After Matthew finished speaking, he dipped the cotton swab into the medicine bottle again, and applied the medicine dipped on the cotton swab to the wound on Erica's back in a large area.

Because the medicine fully penetrates into the wound, it is relatively fast. Matthew finally got his wish and heard Erica's low moan after being defeated in pain.

"Looks like I still hurt you..." Matthew said proudly.And with his characteristic lewd accent.

"Congratulations..." Erica responded to Matthew's teasing.

"There's nothing to celebrate at this level." Matthew continued to apply medicine to the other wounds on Erica's back.Because the rest of the wound is not deep, the pain is not so obvious.

"However, it surprised me." Matthew brought up another topic. "That man, why did you just hit you?"

"Because he's not you." Erica said sarcastically.

"You're not wrong about that..." Matthew was quite comfortable with Erica's sarcasm. "If it were me, I would definitely only do that kind of thing to you who is under pressure."

"He, is a lunatic." Erica said flatly in a descriptive tone. "He said that as long as I cried and begged him to let him fuck me, he would not do anything. Otherwise, he would beat me until I cried and begged him."

"So, I told him, 'Then you'd better fight'." Erica suddenly smiled when she talked about it, as if she was still thinking about that scene at that time. "That guy moved his hands very cooperatively."

"What a poor lunatic." Matthew covered Erica's entire back with the potion.Thinking of Erica's chest injury, he was about to open the bottle cap again. "Beating you like this didn't even make you cry."

"Let alone make you cry and beg him to fuck you." Matthew held the vial within sight of Erica.

"Should I apply this directly on the wound?" Erica, who took the medicine bottle, turned her head to ask Matthew.

"If not... I can paint it for you..." Matthew looked into Erica's eyes, then lowered his gaze, just in time to see Erica's naked breasts.

"Still...forget it." Matthew himself said with a smile again. "I really don't trust my strength."

Erica, who heard Matthew's last sentence, smiled amusedly.

"You have dimples..." Matthew saw Erica's smile just now. "This is the first time I've seen you smile."

"You...and Candi..." Erica, who didn't respond to Matthe's words, thought about it, and asked this question that made her curious. "Go to bed?"