Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go

”If we do it, then you’ll know exactly what I mean!” As he spoke, he had already yanked her into his arms, cupped her little face, and his domineering, searing kiss crashed down on her soft lips like a sudden storm.

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He had been wrapped around her for the entire afternoon, and the whole afternoon they’d been doing things that were impossible to talk about out loud...

”What are you muttering about? Still not satisfied?” As he spoke he really did press down over her, lowering his head to look at her.

”No more! Seriously, no more! I’m about to die!” She begged for mercy. Seeing him straddling her, she was truly on the verge of collapse!

If he didn’t die from over-exhaustion, then she was about to go report to King Yama herself!

”Did I say I wanted you? Or are you the one who wants a few more rounds?” He didn’t mind; as long as she could keep going, he’d accompany her to the end!

”Then get off me first, don’t press on me, I can’t breathe!” She still looked at him warily. Only when he was far, far away did she feel even remotely safe!

”Get up.” He stood up first, then pulled her up. He found two bathrobes and handed one to her. ”Put it on. Stop tempting me to commit crimes.”

Looking at the marks he’d left all over her body, he felt both excited and worried.

He’d taken her so fiercely, wanting her without pause—could she really handle it?

But facts proved her stamina was fine; she had actually stuck with him and wore out an entire afternoon.

After he put on his bathrobe, he picked up the clothes from the floor and tossed them into the washing machine. Only after the machine started running did he come back to her side and say, ”We’ll wait for the clothes to be washed and dried before we go back.”

How long would that take?

A man and a woman alone in a wooden cabin—nothing’s going to happen, right?

”Oh.” She nodded lightly, not daring to look at him, and she wasn’t wearing a bra either, which made her even more nervous.

No matter how many times their bodies had been pressed together, as long as she didn’t have a bra on, she still felt a bit tense, a bit scared.

People always said men think with their lower half; once desire kicks in, it’s completely out of control!

Today’s ”battle record” was proof of all that!

”We have to wait quite a while. Don’t you think we should do something meaningful?” He walked closer to her, pulled up her hand, and brought it to his lips for a kiss.

Startled, she hurriedly pulled her hand back. ”No!”

”No what? I haven’t even said what it is yet and you’re already saying no?” He froze for a second, looking at her in confusion. Had this woman gone there in her head again?

”Your head is full of dirty thoughts! Who would want to do something ’meaningful’ with you!” she huffed angrily, then pulled her bathrobe tighter around herself.

If she hadn’t tugged it, it might’ve been fine—but the moment she did, those two perky cherries were presented right in front of his eyes!

She was practically testing his self-control!

”Who said I was thinking about that?” He walked up to her, took her hand, and led her to a table. He opened a drawer and pulled out a very heavy photo album.

”Don’t you like looking at the sea? I’ll show you all the different seas my mom photographed when she was alive.” He stood behind her while she sat in the chair, and he caged her in between his arms.

Breathing in his fresh scent, it felt like the strings of her heart were being plucked a few times, making her whole body tremble uncomfortably.

He turned the pages one by one for her, explaining each photo.

She listened with great interest, feeling that his voice was incredibly pleasant to hear.

It was like a fine aged wine, intoxicating enough to make one’s heart drunk.