Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering

Chapter 509: Can’t Stand Her (2)

The Crown Prince suddenly noticed that her sleep robe had somehow come undone.Her soft, delicate skin was fully exposed, alluring under the dim light.

He suddenly pressed her head down and kissed her, his scorching tongue darting into her mouth.

Alright.

She was not his sister.

But he wouldn’t allow her to leave.

Could she be his woman?

Be his wife?

Her legs wrapped around his lean waist, perhaps she drank too much, her body not listening to her, her courage more than ever before.

The man was an expert at kissing, and soon she was softened by the kiss, whimpering in his arms...

She was breathless under his weight, her fluffy head held in place, their lips locked together...

No, he suddenly stopped, releasing the girl beneath him, he couldn’t take her like this...

Breathing heavily, he angrily dressed her back in her sleep robe, tying it up...

He had seen most of her body, everything he should’ve seen, but he didn’t take that step, not because he didn’t love her, but because he loved her too much to destroy that beauty.

Twenty years.

How could he ruin the woman he loved for twenty years like this!

"Honey~" she was frustrated, feeling rejected, "You don’t want me, I’ll find a man tomorrow, I’ll get married on the spur of the moment!"

She bit her lip accusingly.

Not joking at all.

He was about to leave, but suddenly pressed down again, his voice chilling to the bone: "What did you just say?" Find a man, marry in haste?

Dare she?

"Baby." he suddenly pinched her chin, his voice seductive and cheeky, "Baby, don’t ever think of other men."

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After loving her for twenty years, to just let go like this? Edward White couldn’t do it, he refused, he couldn’t bear it.

"You think I wouldn’t dare?" she hooked his neck, once again hanging her whole body onto him, "Do you have a problem in that area?"

Edward: "..." Is there a problem?

Does she really want to try?

"Ella White!" No wonder she was the little princess he spoiled personally, daring to say anything, "Take back what you said now." Or she would regret it.

"Edward!" She blinked her almond eyes, a pair of watery eyes, biting her lip, "Tonight, I want to sleep with you."

"..." His whole body felt out of control, blood rushing around fiercely, straight to the top of his head, already making every effort to refrain.

Yet it was to no avail.

This feeling, this damn feeling, restraint would only be counterproductive.

He gasped, capturing her cherry lips, kissing her fiercely again, his voice low and husky: "Baby, tastes so sweet."

Kissing her, tastes so good.

He never knew kissing could feel so comfortable.

No wonder the Crown Prince and Admiral turned straight, even bent men turned straight!

"Mm..."

His rough movements made her lips hurt, she whimpered in pain.

Damn! He felt somewhere aching, swelling painfully, uncontrollable.

He suddenly released her: "Don’t cry." He couldn’t take it, absolutely couldn’t.

Sebastian Yansford and Barrett Scott were still downstairs, what if they came upstairs and caught them...

Not good.

"Be good, sleep."

His voice was very cold, like an order.

"No way, I want to sleep with you." She said.