Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 632 - 630: You Dominated Me All Night, I Only Dominated You Once (8)

The room was filled with an intimate atmosphere, and before long, the man’s handsome face was covered in fine sweat.

The woman beneath him had already gone weak.

She had no choice but to cling to his body, as if she had lost her support.

"Go," he suddenly let her go, "Hurry up." Otherwise, he wasn’t sure what he might do to her.

There had only been kissing, they hadn’t gone that far.

It had to be said, this woman, her body was really soft, her frequent milk baths left a refreshing, lingering fragrance on her.

"Edward!" She suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, her cheeks blushing, "You had your way with me all night... let me have my way with you this time."

"..." Had his way? He froze, this little woman, when did he have his way with her? He hadn’t even touched her, couldn’t bring himself to ruin that beauty!

He got up, his voice hoarse, "Hurry up and leave!"

Ella White lay on the bed, looking at him, "You kissed me all night, if I don’t kiss you back it’s quite embarrassing, isn’t it?"

She flipped off the bed and agilely wrapped herself around his waist, "Husband..." she said, "From now on, when we’re alone together, I’ll call you husband!"

The girl’s voice carried a trace of comfort, as if she were issuing an invitation.

"Ella, don’t be like this..."

"Edward, don’t speak." She wrapped her arms around his neck and just like that, boldly pressed her lips to his, "I want to give you..."

...

*

The next day.

A streak of golden sunlight shone through the vintage-style drapes, illuminating the soft, thick Persian Carpet.

On the carpet lay a mess of clothes scattered all over.

Her dress had been torn into pieces of rag, scattered sparsely on the floor...

Ella White was sleeping in the man’s arms.

Her cheeks buried in a firm muscle, the man’s arms wrapped around her waist, holding her soft body lovingly, it was so comforting.

"Last night..." Ella White opened her eyes and paused, oh gosh, last night...

She, could she have really slept with him?

She hadn’t been drinking last night, so why did she feel all fuzzy-headed!

"Don’t move." A magnetic, hoarse voice came from above her, seemingly still with some fire, "Baby, don’t squirm!"

Holding her all night, it was truly unbearable.

"We..." She blushed, tried to move a bit, her legs weren’t sore, last night, they hadn’t slept, just kissed.

"Baby, don’t squirm!" Why was she fidgeting in his arms the moment she woke, not being obedient at all...

He was suffering, having not slept all night, he just purely held her as they slept, hoping she could be a bit more obedient, just a bit more.

"Baby, your scent is so sweet!"

The man brought his thin lips to her ear, brushing against her hair, his breathing as heavy as last night, seemingly suppressing something.

"I’ll go... put on some clothes." She tried to get up, "I’ll come back to sleep after I get dressed!" After all, he was clothed, and she wasn’t!

But, last night she slept so comfortably.

Turns out a man’s arm as a pillow was that comfortable... too comfortable to bear.

"Don’t move." If he wanted to do something to her, he would have already done it, besides, he’s seen everything he needed to.

"You..." How domineering. She pouted, seemingly thinking of something, "Edward White! You were doing those things with a woman at the hotel last night... who cares about you? Let go of me!!"

"Don’t move." He held her, the little thing, of course she was jealous.

"Ella, I’ll sing you a song..."