Chapter 923: Chapter 475: In This Life, I Love Only Christine Quinn (Part 2)

Skyler Jones wrapped his arms around Christine Quinn’s slender waist and rasped, "I want to see you every single moment."

"So cheesy."

"But you like it..."

Christine Quinn shyly thumped his chest once. "You must be tired, right? You go to sleep first, I’ll tidy up our clothes and then go to bed."

"Just sleep?" Skyler Jones narrowed his eyes with a wicked glint, clearly hinting at something else.

Christine Quinn tugged on Skyler Jones’s bathrobe. "You’ve been on the plane for so long, aren’t you tired?"

"Tired."

"I’m not that heavy, but you carried me on your back for such a long way just now, that couldn’t have been easy." The pain in Christine Quinn’s voice was obvious.

Skyler Jones’s lips curled into a pampering smile. "You’re not the first woman I wanted to carry on my back, but you’re the last woman I’ll ever want to carry."

Christine Quinn smiled sweetly, then suddenly frowned. Only then did it sink in, and she asked, "Not the first?"

"Yeah, there was another one before..." Skyler Jones teased.

Christine Quinn punched him hard, turned her face away and muttered under her breath, "So I’m not the only one in your heart after all. A woman you’d carry on your back must have been someone you liked before... And you still say you never liked any woman before you met me. Figures, you can’t take a man’s words at face value."

Skyler Jones murmured in her ear, "Want to know who it was? She has something to do with you too."

Christine Quinn snapped back, "How would I know? President Jones, when you were young you were all high-spirited, handsome and rich. Attracting young girls was probably a matter of minutes."

He lightly bit her earlobe, giving her a small punishment.

She clutched her ear, shrank back, and glared at him warily.

"You’re jealous, and that feels amazing." For some reason, he just loved seeing how much she cared about him.

"Amazing, my ass... Hurry up and tell me, who else did you carry before?" Christine Quinn gripped Skyler Jones’s bathrobe tightly, pretending to be angry.

Afraid that Christine Quinn might really get mad, Skyler Jones quickly coaxed her, "Silly, aside from you, I’ve never liked any other woman."

"Then why did you just say you carried another woman?" Christine Quinn shot him a dissatisfied sidelong glance.

Skyler Jones burst into hearty laughter.

The way she got jealous... was just impossibly cute.

"What are you laughing at?" Christine Quinn puffed up her cheeks and glared at him hard.

Skyler Jones reined in his laughter, letting it settle into a faint smile.

"Christine..." Skyler Jones slipped an arm around Christine Quinn’s waist.

"Go away." Christine Quinn struggled in protest, but still couldn’t break free from his firm embrace.

"The other woman I meant is our daughter. She’s really clingy with me, she used to pester me to carry her on my back all the time."

Christine Quinn’s face flushed bright red on the spot.

"If you’d explained earlier I wouldn’t have..."

Skyler Jones’s eyes were filled with laughter. "But I just love seeing you get worked up over me."

He stole a quick kiss on her fair, rosy cheek. Seeing the way her face flushed in shy embarrassment, Skyler Jones’s gaze grew heated again.

"You’re so bad."

"I’ve got even worse things I want to do."

Hearing the desire dripping from his words, she lowered her head in shame. "You’re so dirty."

"Dirty? Then how about this?" Skyler Jones’s wickedly long fingers directly kneaded between Christine Quinn’s thighs through her nightdress.

"Uh..." Christine Quinn gasped in surprise.

"Want it?"

Christine Quinn’s face burned all the way to her ears. "The curtains aren’t even drawn yet..."

"It’s fine. That just makes the mood better."

Christine Quinn stared at him in shock, her small hands pressing against his broad chest. "I don’t want this kind of mood... Go pull the curtains first." God knew this room had two walls of transparent floor-to-ceiling windows. Even though the lights outside were faint, if anyone out there happened to look this way, this would basically be an R‑rated scene!

Skyler Jones suddenly captured Christine Quinn’s lips in a kiss. "I was just teasing you."

"You’re awful!!"

Skyler Jones swore to Christine Quinn, "How could I bear to let anyone else covet you?"

Christine Quinn’s face was red as she finally relaxed. "Then go pull the curtains."

"But if these floor-to-ceiling windows can’t be seen through from the outside, and there’s absolutely no way anyone else could see you here, then that’s another story." He just loved her bashful, mortified look, so he couldn’t help but tease her with his words.

Christine Quinn’s little face was burning, her heart pounding wildly.

She didn’t know why, but when he said no lover could see inside, she actually felt a little excited...

This kind of atmosphere seemed like a different kind of thrill.

God, had he corrupted her? Her mind was starting to drift toward indecent things too.

She actually thought that being able to do whatever they wanted in such a seemingly transparent setting would be a very free and relaxing way to let go. It sounded pretty good.

Christine Quinn suddenly covered her face.

She... she really had been influenced by Skyler Jones, getting less and less reserved.

She felt so embarrassed.

Skyler Jones took Christine Quinn’s hands away. "You think it’s kind of fun too, don’t you?"

"No." Christine Quinn didn’t dare admit it.

"I’m guessing you’d like to try this kind of setting too. After all, we don’t seem to have tried anything like this yet..." The deepening blush on her face proved he’d guessed right.

"Want to?" Skyler Jones grinned wickedly, suddenly grabbing Christine Quinn’s hand and guiding it to his already proudly hard shaft.

Christine Quinn jerked her hand back as if she’d been burned.

"Christine..." Skyler Jones’s voice held a hint of protest.

Christine Quinn glanced around the room again. Could you really not see in from outside these windows?

"Christine, I promise no one out there can see in, and the most important thing is, it’s only the two of us here..."

Who would’ve thought that before Skyler Jones finished speaking, Christine Quinn would suddenly wrap her arms around his neck of her own accord, rise on tiptoe, and kiss him deeply...

The romantic night was filled with lingering tenderness and desire.

The next morning, comfortable sunlight poured into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Christine Quinn’s lashes fluttered under the stimulus of the light as she slowly woke from her sleep.

To wake up in the arms of the man you love—what could be more blissful...

So when Christine Quinn opened her eyes and saw Skyler Jones’s handsome face right in front of her, she felt truly content.

Christine Quinn pulled the quilt higher to cover her naked body and sat up.