Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 796 

When it was all over, Stella was soaking wet from head to toe, most of it sweat. 

Panting, she collapsed onto Weston‘s chest, trying to catch her breath. Even Weston was still a little short of breath. He rested one hand on her back while the other was gently stroking her black hair. There was obviously a huge difference in their stamina because , at this point, Stella was so exhausted she couldn‘t even lift a finger. All she could do was lie quietly on his chest, utterly drained of energy. The window was left ajar. 

The breeze that was blowing outside chilled the night. A gust of wind sneaked into the room through the window slit. Stella shut her eyes and shivered. With one hand firmly on her back, Weston turned her over and placed her down snugly on the bed. She then got up and walking over to the window to shut it. 

Under the silvery moonlight , Stella could still make out the scratch marks she left on Weston‘s back. He was completely nude when he got out of bed, and his tall Herculean build was completely exposed, laying bare his defined and compact muscles. He seemed to be glistening in the pale, silvery light. 

Stella caught herself staring, so she shut her eyes hastily and blurted, “How could you just get out of bed buck  naked like that?! Aren‘t you worried that people will see  you?” 

Weston got back into bed and pulled her into his arms. His hands were starting to wander down Stella‘s body… 

now, I‘ll have to take them off again, anyway, so why should

okay? I‘m so tired and sleepy now... Let‘s just go to sleep...” But Weston‘s fingers were already inside her.

“No,” he answered. 

Stella was speechless... 

no energy left in her body, not even to take a bath. As Weston carried her into the bathroom, she

he still had the strength to ravish her all night. But right now she had no time to complain about any of

to her. Instead, he sat down on the bed and watched her fall

flawless face of hers. She was still flushed red even as she

reached a hand under the blanket and rested his palm on her flat belly. Stella instinctively arched her body against it as

over to the nightstand and grabbed a tiny velvet box that housed a diamond

“Marry me.” 

voice rang clearly in the silent night.