Naturally, Ethan Caldwell would never let Julian Sterling push that vibrating egg out so easily. Otherwise, it would have been a complete waste of effort for Ethan Caldwell to ask if Julian Sterling wanted to continue playing.
Therefore, right at the exact moment when Julian Sterling was exerting his absolute best effort to push the vibrating egg out of his opening, completely oblivious to the shifting dynamics happening beside him, Ethan Caldwell had already slowly stepped out of the bed at some unknown point in time. In the dimly lit room, the man extended his long, slender arm to pick up the scented candle glass resting on the nightstand, gently swirling his wrist a little bit to let the liquid inside undulate.
