Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 473: Baby, You’re Touching the Wrong Place (Part 4)

Thinking this, a pair of soft lips kissed him.

Her lips, slightly inexperienced, yet passionately rubbed against his a few tis before pulling away.

"My dear husband, thank you."

She held the man in her arms, reluctant to let go. She couldn’t be bothered to recall how they got married or divorced.

Anyway, he’s really great now.

Maybe there were so difficulties before, or perhaps... Anyway, she couldn’t rember and didn’t plan to think about those things anymore.

The man was montarily stunned, not expecting her to kiss him suddenly, leaving him a bit caught off guard. In the next second, his expression softened slightly. This little woman, wasn’t she avoiding him usually?

Besides.

It was always him kissing her.

How co today, suddenly so proactive, he was briefly stunned again. Ah, that recent lingering kiss, he quite liked it.

"Wife, more."

"Hmm?" More? She looked up, glancing at the man’s handso face, blushing all over. He was waiting for her to kiss him.

Alright, another kiss then?

After all, it’s not like they hadn’t kissed before.

She held him, placing her soft little lips back onto his, kissing him, preparing to pull away. Unexpectedly... just as she was about to end the kiss, he clasped her head with his hand, preventing her from leaving.

Just like that.

He slid his heated tongue into her mouth, ravishingly plundering, wantonly kissing as if he could never get enough.

The man greedily indulged in the beauty between her lips, sucking until her soft lips turned slightly red before he released her.

Eva Nightingale’s lips had beco crystal clear, slightly swollen, looking even more seductive, like a ripe cherry.

Gasping for air with her newfound chance, she took a deep breath. The next mont, she took a step back, ready to escape off the bed.

Unexpectedly.

His tall and imposing figure leaned in over her, scooping her into the center of the bed with one swift motion, his scorching breath pressed down upon her...

"Mmm."

Another kiss sealed her lips, not giving her a chance to resist, he murmured: "Baby, help your husband."

"Lend your hand for use."

"Ah, what are you doing?" she managed to spill out a few words from between her lips.

But without speaking further, he fiercely kissed her again.

...

For a long ti.

The room was filled with an atmosphere of dim passion.

The temperature was noticeably higher than outside, the air slightly charged with intimate ambiguity.

Eva Nightingale lay on the bed, her hair slightly ssy, adding a hint of casual allure. She felt... her little arms were so sore, her little hands in pain, possibly... they might be worn out.

The man walked out from the bathroom, his thin lips close to hers, from the look in his eyes, it was clear his mood was quite good at this mont.

"Wife, what’s the matter, hmm?"

After all, it wasn’t the first ti seeing her like this.

Besides, it was clearly she who seduced him, he was after all a man, hmm, if not considering that she...

"Wife, be good." He coaxed her softly, placing a kiss on her forehead.

Only then did he stand up straight and walk out, satisfied.

Eva Nightingale got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

When she ca out, she still felt the soreness in her hands, not just one, both hands were aching... And was he a devil...

It was the first ti she had helped soone like this, no no no, it wasn’t her helping, it was clearly him holding onto her hand without letting go...

Throughout, her face blushed so much it could almost drip blood.

Moreover, he was not content, holding her to kiss and embrace her, causing her body to go limp.