I Got Married Without You

Chapter 762 Next Time, Don’t Let Another Man In

Amelia tilted her head and asked softly, “Then what should I do to

make Mr. Evans not angry?”

Proudly, James raised his well-defined chin and snorted coldly, “Figure it out yourself.”

Amelia was amused by him, but found such a Mr. Evans inexplicably attractive.

She couldn’t resist and reached out with her small fair hand and voluntarily hooked it around James’ neck.

Standing on tiptoe, she leaned forward and kissed the corner of his lip, “Is that, enough?”

James’ eyes narrowed and his Adam’s apple moved slightly, but he remained standing in place without moving a bit, “Not

enough.”

Amelia let go of one hand and slid it all the way down his broad shoulders, around his waist and onto his expensive belt.

Her little hand lingered on the metal lock for a few seconds, then snapped it open…

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When she was about to put her hand inside his shirt, he grabbed her hand, “What are you doing?”

Amelia stood on tiptoe, tilted her head again, leaned close to his ear and lowered her voice to ask, “What do you think?”

accompanied by the fragrance of gardenia, sprayed on

proud expression softened.

fox

she was pursing her pink lips

and slender fingers moved to her slender waist, he

for a woman to withstand the madness of a man in the throes of passion, like Amelia at the moment, who was almost suffocated

whimpered, making staccato pleas for mercy, before James asked in a low voice, “Hmph,

not leave her lips when he said this, rubbing

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of repeated strokes up and down made Amelia feel numb

the man who had her pinned against the wall

with eyes

a bit tired lately, I

sweet, sticky and delicate voice rang in his

bringing a faint smile to

touched

and lowered her

trying to coax

her chin so she was looking straight at him and said forcefully,

nodded quickly, promising not to let Neil in, and

himself from her, suppressing the heat that was building throughout his body, before stepping forward again

his arms, still panting, Amelia, the petite woman like a cat, asked in

Don’t Let Another … James hugged her tightly and walked to the villa next

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a minute, I’m not tired now, put