Shades Of Mr.billionaire - Chapter 242

“Wei Lin, I will always make sure you happy,” His voice is broken.

I wriggle a little myself from him until I find his eyes and I can see his sincerity. His eyes were well with tears, it’s happy and sincereness tears.

“Since I’ve become your wife, you always did it already,” I smooth his face and wipe my thumb under his eye, collecting a stray tear.

“Hm. Why are you crying?” I battle the quiver in my throat that has my voice unsteady.

He shakes his head mildly and rubs frantic palms over his face.

“You caused it,” He reaches up to clasp my face and brings it down to his, resting his forehead on mine.

“Babe, do you know that before I met you, I don’t know what my life is. God has sent an angel to save me and now I can’t believe you’re already my wife. And I have you, who going to spend with my lifetime,” His eyes dart across my face and his hands smooth across my cheeks as if ensuring I’m real.

“You too,” I say quietly.

He’s my everything…my complete world.

He smiles mildly.

“Can I give you a shower with my love now?” He whispers.

“Sure,” I return his smile.

“Thank you, love,” Then he rolls us over so he’s cradled between my thighs, and then slowly sinks into me.

“Now, you all mine,” He reaches for the remote control and turns the music off.

“Now I only want to hear you when you come for me,” He drops his mouth and m.o.a.ns as I accept his lips and he grabs my hands, holding them above my head.

He rears back and pushes forward.

“Okay,” I say around his mouth, and I feel him smile against my lips, but he doesn’t say anything.

He just seeps in and out at the most dreamy pace, thrusting deeply, at the same time swivelling his h.i.p.s gently and pulling back.

My earlier blissful state is re-captured as the coils reload and prepare to release, his leisurely drives and grinding h.i.p.s working their usual magic on my body.

He pulls back from my mouth, carrying on with his luscious thrusts.

“You will have my child,” His minty breath heats my face as he gazes down at me.

“I will,” If I don’t want that will be strange.

“You’ll always be mine forever,” He swore.

“I already am,” That ship has long sailed.

He clenches his eyes shut as I feel the hints of his imminent orgasm thumping inside me, pushing my climax forward.

“I’m going to worship you only, every day for the rest of my life,” He shoots forward.

“Oh God,” I breathe, stiffening under him, my quivering core accelerating into fast, continuous pulsations.

He pumps forward, again and again, kissing me desperately and growling on his forceful grinds, keeping my hands above my head as he plunges incessantly into me. He snaps on a yell and I wrap my legs around his h.i.p.s, pulling him in closer, which pushes me into a free-fall of intense trembling as lightning attacks my whole body, leaving me panting and sweating below him.

Then his head drops into my neck, his breathing erratic and shallow.

“I can’t breathe,” he says, releasing my hands.

They immediately wrap around his warm, solid back and I liquefy under him. I feel his head lift, creeping up the side of my face until he finds my lips.

“Wei Lin. I crazy love you, baby. I’m glad that God sent you to me,” He said.

I smile as he rolls us over and I’m astride his waist. I place my hands on his chest and he covers them with him as I lazily circle my h.i.p.s on him.

“I know you are. If you want to make a baby, before that you have to answer some questions of mine. Can you?” I use an assertive voice that’s the equivalent to his dare to defy my tone.

I don’t know if it will work, but it’s worth a shot.

His eyebrows jump up.

“Do I have to?” He asks.

“Yes, you do have,’ I say haughtily.

There are certain things I need to know. I couldn’t give a toss about his past s.e.x.u.a.l conquests. Knowing exactly how many there are isn’t going to achieve much, apart from raging jealousy on my part.

“Okay then, spit it out. What do you want to know?” He sighs heavily, and I scowl at him.

“Sorry.” He has the decency to look apologetic.

He keeps his hands over mine, resting on his chest.

“Who was that woman last night?” I asked.

“Nancy Liu,” he says flatly, with no hesitation, like he completely expected the question.

I roll my eyes.

“Okay. But who is she?” I shoot back.

“She’s the wife of my third uncle,”

Oh? I cast my mind back to track.

Does he have an uncle?

“Why she come to meet you?” I blurt, as the obviousness of it lands in my brain.

“My uncle has caused a big mistake in family,” He shakes his head on a frown.

“So auntie comes to ask me help to forgive him which I don’t feel like he deserves forgiveness,” He says.

I recoil slightly. He doesn’t have to tell me anymore what mistakes his uncle did. Just his cold expression just now, I know.

Oh, this has opened a whole new can of further questions. I better not ruin our moment right now.

“She came to you for forgiveness?” I ask.

“Yes,” He answers shortly.

“And what did you say?” I’m not sure I’m going to like the answer to this question.

“Even a family shouldn’t avoid our family punishment if you dare to commit a mistake. The rule is the rule, you dare to turn back then no escape if you gotten caught,” He starts chewing that bloody lip.

I was right. I don’t like the answer.

Then I c.o.c.k my head slightly.

“Has this got anything to do with the police?” I asked

He laughs a little but I don’t know why he laughed, it’s not funny.

“He advised the immigration police that half of good imported illegally. But it was cleared up quite quickly, no harm is done. But family rules no one would be forgiven if they dare did a movie like this, even small mistakes. Punishment is a punishment,” He stated firmly.