Christian
Ivanna looks at me with her big blue eyes and rubbed my cheek with her thumbs softly.
"Are you tired?"
"I was, not anymore." I chuckle, running my fingers through her hair caressing each strand of her hair.
"You should sleep now"
"I want to look at you," I mutter.
She says nothing and looks down at my chest. Her fingers crawl over my skin as if she's outlining each detail of me.
"Where were you?" She asks in a low tone.
"I had been to Washington. There was some pending work"
"You didn't sleep at all?"
"No"
"Why?"
"Because I would dream of you"
"You didn't want to see me in your dreams either?"
Her disappointed eyes come on mine and I smile at the overloaded cuteness buried in my arms.
"You're the best view I can have," I tell her.
"Don't be so cheesy, you already proved that you can stay without me," she complains, frowing.
I tuck her against me, her head is perfectly placed on my arms. My hand finds its way to her stomach as I caress her over the soft fabric, craving to feel her soft skin underneath it.
"I can't," I whisper, looking straight into her eyes and sliding my hand gently under her top.
She squirms with my touch, keeping her beautiful eyes on me. I rub my hand on her smooth skin, encircling her belly button.
Tension crumbles on her face, she tries to close her eyes.
"Don't," I gasp as she gawks at me. "I want those pretty eyes on me."
She gulps down as I keep running my hand on her skin, causing her shivers. I like the way her body responds to my touches.
"Nothing is happening down there, Mrs Scott. Look at me," I giggle, she nods. "Let's talk. We haven't talked for damn seven days"
She presses her lips and nods without uttering a single word.
My wife is having a hard time coping with the sweet tortures. I can't stop smiling at the way she's trying to control herself.
"So, you said that I can stay without you,"
She doesn't respond as she bites her lip.
"Here, I'm asking something," I giggle, dipping my thumb into her navel.
She gasps, taking a deep breath, her breasts raises brushing against me. Damn, this girl!
She will end up making me the horniest creature someday.
"What happened?" I grin teasing her.
"N--- nothing"
Brave girl! She will not give up so easily but I'm like her too.
"So, Mrs Scott. You were so fucking wrong," I twitch my lips. "Because I kept track of you every single hour. Do you think I'm such a bad husband?"
She shoots me a strong glare.
"I don't know about stupid but you're such a mean husband" she barks with her intoxicating eyes turning sexier in anger. "You kept track of me. You took all my updates from Mrs Fisher and I didn't know anything about you. What was that? You're so mean. Do you know how worried I was for you?"
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Billionaire's Replaced Bride
Romance"you are not a victim Ivanna nor am i a culprit. " He hissed "let's do the business properly. "I stare at him with sniffing with warth, He only knows business. Ivanna left her favorite city Texas to reunite with her family that she never approved...
