Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1050

Janet reached out and dabbed his lips with her finger, giggling as she said, “You have milk on your lips.”

Mason raised his brows and quickly held her hand before she could retract it. His voice was low as he murmured, “Wipe it off for me then.”

She blinked, but just as she was about to wipe the milk foam off from his lips, she felt a sudden warmth encase her finger.

Mason’s mouth had gently clamped over her index finger and he gave it a teasing bite.

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Janet quickly withdrew and stared at him with wide eyes.

He laughed and picked up the bottle of milk that he’d left aside. Then, he downed it slowly, deliberately spilling the milk over the corners of his lips. When he was done with his drink, he slid the tip of his tongue out and slowly swiped it across his lips, eyeing her suggestively as he did so.

She swallowed and hastily broke eye contact by turning to face the other direction.

He blinked slowly and drawled with amusement, “Janet, were you looking at me by any chance?”

Janet coughed and tried to keep her voice even as she retorted, “No, you must have been mistaken.”

her to face him, appraising her with a dangerous gleam in his eyes as he purred. “Could it be that you wanted me to lick your

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sputtered as she

audacity, although it should not have been a surprise, given his devilish

to do was look at her and he would stir her deepest desires

shuddered. She had not always been like this—in fact, lust and physical pleasures had hardly ever crossed her mind. Now, it seemed as

Mason leaned closer toward her and pressed his lips to her cheeks. Then, he continued

then turned to glance at Henry. The man may not be paying any attention to them, but she cringed at the thought that he could overhear them. “Okay, I get it. Please stop

and unbuckled both their seatbelts. He pulled her up from her seat and said,

in bewilderment, trying to

flustered like that, she would

hold her ground. She was practically frog-marched toward the private room in the plane, which was not quite as exclusive as its namesake, given that the only thing segregating it from the

a breeze, everyone would see that they were hiding in

a cautious step back, but that only invited Mason

them, and he drawled, “Babe,

away from him, casting her eyes on the floor. “I told

tracing the curve of her mouth with his own. “What if I want you to

her, she could tell that there was no way for her to escape. “Kiss me, Janet,” he said again, though with an air