Love Coming From The Least Expected novel Chapter 230

In the end, I still didn’t manage to utter the entire phrase because Christopher was even more worked up than me, acting as though he had taken an aphrodisiac. We had just gone wild a few days ago, and he even grumbled about lower back pain. Now, however, he had no qualms carrying me and supporting my weight as I suspended midair without leaning against any other surfaces.

At long last, he carried me back to the bedroom. Taking out everything he bought from the adult store back then, he started studying them one by one and even urged me to try them with him. I couldn’t imagine my mortification if I truly used them, so I vehemently disagreed, stuffing them all into the closet and locking them up.

“Are you sure you don’t want to try them? I spent a fortune on them, so it’ll truly be a waste if we don’t use them all.” Christopher rubbed his face that was etched with stark regret against mine.

“No way! I prefer being a normal person.” I shook my head as I refused to contemplate the idea. Although I was once married to Lyle and had even surreptitiously watched X-rated films that happened to contain kinky scenes as an adult, that was my limit. I would never do such a depraved thing.

“Oh God, I’ve been abnormal ever since I met you, Eve. You’ve got to take responsibility for me.” Christopher pouted aggrievedly, his expression exactly like a little boy whose cell phone was confiscated by the teacher and his favorite game uninstalled after being caught playing it during class.

“What else do you want when I’ve already given myself to you?” Rolling my eyes, I moved my fingers to his waist and pinched him hard.

Even as Christopher hissed in pain, he asked with a pout, “Are you not going to try the toys with me?”

All at once, I was rendered speechless. Ugh! Why is he still harping on that topic? Pulling the covers over my head, I feigned sleep.

A few days later, I furtively took my completed painting to the art gallery for the selection and handed it to the staff. I didn’t tell Christopher about it since I wanted to give him a surprise. As I stood there among the bustling crowd, I saw many people walking in with rolled-up paintings, anticipation shining brightly on their faces.