My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet stared as the blinds slowly closed, her eyes wide.She lay on the bed, stiff as a board.

There was a rustling sound as Ethan lifted the covers and joined her. He braced himself on one elbow and straddled her thighs with his long, muscular leg.His fingers stroked her hair and splayed them across the pillow.

"Are you asleep?"

Ethan’s hand slowly crept around her waist, then down the front of her leg.He clicked his tongue playfully.

"How are you clamping your legs so tightly when you’re already fast asleep?"

His words only made Janet press her thighs even more tightly together, preventing him from doing what he wanted.

"If you keep this up, I’m going to slide my fingers in.You know you can’t stop me." Ethan’s voice was low and dangerous.

He blew lightly on her ear before pressing his lips against the sensitive skin.

"No—" Janet blurted out before she could stop herself.

"Ethan…"

She bit her lower lip to keep it from trembling.

He was frightening her.

She hadn’t missed the massive bulge of his crotch back when they had taken a shower together before.

you going to say

to her now, his hot

scent of their body wash lingered in the

against her until his broad chest covered the width of her back

strap of her night gown off.He could feel her shiver as it raced down her spine.He

turn around, Ethan

you would cry? Weren’t you the one who asked me

little frightened because she heard that the first time would always hurt, but

time talking nonsense? It’s not like

gaze as she spoke, embarrassed at how ridiculous she was acting.Ethan

perfectly understood what she meant.He pinched her cheek and kissed her-gently and

pulled back, he asked, "Are you still

head, her cheeks burning

kiss for a while, shall

face in both hands and swooped in for another, longer

instinctively snaked

next second, however, she flinched

belly alone,

done playing now.He

had stoked the fire of his desire, and he could no longer contain it.He made quick

put it

as he asked, he was