novelraw Chapter 457: Good Girl, Wife (6)
Chapter 457: Good Girl, Wife (6)
"Be good, my love, I’ll give it to you, okay?" Just don’t cry for mercy later.Even though he hadn’t fully recovered.
He was more than enough to satisfy her.
He didn’t expect that this little rascal liked her so much, just a moment without it, and she’s already begging him for more.
"..." Her little face turned crimson in an instant. Ah, this old rogue, could he be serious?
All she wanted was to see him, she didn’t really plan on getting intimate, after all, he was big and fierce, just thinking about it made her waist ache.
Every time she would plead with him, not to, not to.
It was always like this before.
"Alexander Kingsley, no." She pushed him, "I mean just sleep with you, a proper sleep, just a normal sleep, nothing like that, not to do that."
"Really?" He smirked, a wicked charm on his face, pressing her down, "Little rascal, darling, you want it, I’ll give it to you, I’ll completely satisfy you."
"No, no." He misunderstood. Her face was flushed, oh my god, this man, why isn’t he bent at all?
Moreover, looking at his demeanor, it seemed like he wouldn’t let her go, and Alexander Kingsley was already pressing down on her, quickly sealing her lips.
"Mmm!"
She was kissed, and felt his large hand already on her thigh, just like that, lifting up her skirt, then, without hesitation, turning her over, kissing her from behind...
"Alexander Kingsley... don’t... ah!"
She hadn’t finished speaking and let out a loud ’ah’.
"Don’t what?" He breathed heavily, satisfied as he gripped her waist, indulging in reckless plunder.
...
She didn’t know how much time had passed, Carla Carr was exhausted.
Her whole body was limp.
And that bastard Alexander Kingsley, actually from behind, she was completely held tight by him, with no chance to resist.
There was no opportunity to turn around.
She had no idea... if he was injured, she couldn’t see if there were wounds on his body.
Ahhh!
She lay weakly on the bed, all her effort wasted, this big bastard, so black-hearted and domineering, and he really didn’t hold back just now.
"You bastard, wuwu."
She cursed playfully, pouting.
"Hmm?" He was already dressed... no no, he hadn’t even taken off his clothes just now.
He suddenly leaned in close: "Little rascal, want to go again? Hmm? If you want, I can give it to you right away? Just make sure you don’t beg for mercy later..."
After all.
He never intended to stop from the beginning.
So now, he’s giving her a choice.
"No more." She pouted, "You bad guy, mm."
"Alright." He suddenly leaned down, giving her a kiss, "Good girl, what’s the matter? Hm? Don’t be mad."
Who makes her his woman?
What could he do?
Just have to coax her, even though she was a fallen noblewoman, that didn’t matter, he would be her strong support, her Shelter Harbor.
"Alright, good girl." He blushed, "Tired? Let me take you for a bath, hm?" he said, then lifted her up, heading to the bathroom.
Shortly after.
He carried her out again, laying her on the big bed to sleep.
Carla Carr was indeed a bit sleepy, she had planned to pick fruits with Eva in the afternoon, so now she’d take a nap, then go find Eva when she wakes up.