Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me novel Chapter 145

Wesley’s eyes darkened and he pulled Harriet close to him. He was moved by her and kissed her pale lips without hesitation.

The bitter taste of medicine spread between the lips and teeth. Wesley realized that the medicine was really too bitter. No wonder the woman immediately conceded when he threatened her with it.

Men was driven by their penis. Harriet had no doubt about it. So just when she also had the sexual desire, she hurriedly pushed away Wesley with force.

"Mr. Smith, you also know that I am really not convenient today..."

Wesley was a little sullen, "I'm not interested at such time."

Well, she thought he kissed her just to vent to his desires, without a single thought of anything else?

He was indeed interested in her, and not only physically.

Harriet felt better now, and she had more sweet talk.

"It's my fault, you’re sacrosanct, how can I have such dirty thoughts? It's my fault that I usually have too many intentional thoughts about you, so I made a mistake. Please don't mind. It's getting late, good night."

After saying that, she smiled and slowly turned around, turning her back to Wesley and closing her eyes.

Wesley did not speak again, he was about to draw back his hand, but he suddenly thought of something.

Harriet was waiting for him to draw back his hands so that she could rub her belly to make her feel better. She didn’t expect that Wesley would move his hand to her belly and began to rub it gently.

She froze and subconsciously spoke, "Don't bother Mr. Smith, I'd rather do it myself."

"Don't move." Wesley said without emotion, and then added, "I have told you before, call me by my name."

Harriet did not resist, "We have little misunderstanding before, so I am afraid to call your name. If I deliberately get close to you, I'm afraid that you will think I don't know how to follow the rules."

"You're not following the rules right now."

Harriet was speechless.

It was really ... difficult to communicate with him!

In the past, she just need to flatter him and obey him without considering her own mood, so she could get along well with him, but now, she did not want to continue to pretend to be gentle and considerate.

Strangely enough, now Wesley became more tolerant of her.

"W.. Wesley." She finally called his name, "Don't you think it's too incongruous? The relationship between us is not good enough to call each other like this, right?"

"Well?" There was a threat in the man's tone.

Not good enough?

No, the relationship between them was good enough, and they could even call each other more intimate, but he was not in a hurry. She was obviously not comfortable, then he could take it slowly.

Harriet said obediently, “It’s just a little strange, but I will get used to it after some time.”

Wesley smiled with satisfaction.

He was satisfied that she was so obedient, but he didn't want her to hide her moods all the time, now it was good.

The room fell into silence.

Harriet felt that the large palm placed on her abdomen was like a warm patch, and the force of the massage was just right, greatly reducing the painful feeling, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep in no time.

Noticing Harriet already fell asleep, Wesley came close to her cheek and lifted her hair from her ear and quietly gave her a kiss.

The next day dawned.