The More The Merrier

Chapter 824 You Want To Win Me Over

“I can’t sleep if I don’t hug you.” Benjamin plastered his face against hers, his breath hitting her in the face as he spoke, sending a tingling sensation racing through her.

Arissa’s heartbeat started picking up speed. “So, I’m merely your bolster, huh?”

“That’s not all you are to me.” Benjamin’s voice was incredibly tender. Arissa turned to look at the man, but her lips just so happened to brush against his.

An electric current spread from their plastered lips to their entire bodies, sparking a fire within them. Benjamin’s gaze darkened. Cradling the back of her head, he deepened the kiss.

Arissa felt as though he was taking possession of her soul. Her mind went blank, and her heart raced. After kissing her for a while, Benjamin recalled that she still had an injury. He brought things to a screeching halt instead of going further.

He rested his forehead against hers. Both their breathings were chaotic, blending together in an amorous and intimate ambiance. Benjamin was trying his best to calm his rapid breathing and leash the desire surging within him.

Arissa, on the other hand, lowered her eyes as she panted. Despite having been intimate with him, she still lacked self-control every time he kissed her.

Her face would flush bright red, and her heart would flutter with the stirrings of love just like a young maiden. “You’re also my Mrs. Graham!”

Benjamin’s voice rang out, tinged with a hint of hoarseness, strumming her eardrums. A tingling sensation coursed through her. Unbidden, the corners of Arissa’s mouth lifted. “How is that so?”

“Who else could you belong to if not me?”

Benjamin frowned deeply. His voice went up a few decibels, forceful and domineering.

Arissa’s crystalline eyes flickered, hypnotizingly mesmerizing. “We’re not married, so isn’t the title of ‘Mrs. Graham’ unrecognized by law?”

the bed. His arms were propped on both sides of her, his

pounded all the

instinctively swallowed. She felt as though he was going

like to marry

at her petite face with a smirk, looking

that she was at a disadvantage, so she met his

pinched the man’s

to marry me if

her, the curve

“Yes!”

Words eluded Arissa.

Is he for real?

at him

that, Benjamin pinched her cheek with his long and slender fingers. “Is it

nodded in a

chuckled. “We’ll go and register

was so shocked

Benjamin rolled off her and lay down at

rested his chin on the top of

I’d need to expend

a sense of accomplishment

his mouth arched in elation. He lowered his eyes and took in

with delight. “You