Love Coming From The Least Expected novel Chapter 323

Christopher caressed my body, and when his fingers were running across my smooth back, he said suddenly, “You fool, I don’t want you! You left me all alone. I don’t want you anymore.”

Hearing those words leaving his lips left me crying helplessly. I then kissed his face and said, “No, Chris, I did not do it on purpose. I may never see you again, so please don’t be so cruel to me. All that is left of my life is 60 days. Please do not be cruel to me even if it is just a dream.”

“You’re the one who’s cruel! Why did you abandon me?” Christopher repeated this phrase questioningly and coldly. Then he gently pushed my hand away.

Feeling at a loss, I crawled over to him, looking at him through the gap in the bandage. Then, I tried my best to arouse his desire, while crying and saying, “I really don’t want to, Chris. Please don’t be angry, okay?”

With those words, I sat on him hard and started moving at a slow rhythmic pace; it was an exercise I had not done for a long time. The sudden pain in my lower abdomen made me feel terribly uncomfortable, but it did not hurt much as I was so happy. I was with Christopher again, merged together as one. He was still like how I remembered—hot and throbbing.

However, Christopher froze as he was surprised by my sudden action. “Are you mad? Get up. Did it hurt?”

“No, it did not hurt at all!” In reality, it did hurt, but I enjoyed it so much because the person inside me was Christopher.

Right away, Christopher straighten up, held my waist, and positioned himself on top of me. When he entered, he wept as he said, “You foolish woman, I really thought of abandoning you. From now on, I’ll ignore you and leave you.”

As he spoke, he thrust forcefully. Though I was in pain, I felt his tenderness. Hence, I gazed at him, clearly infatuated, and wrapped my hands around his neck. But Christopher bit my lip and spat, “How can you be so cruel, Yvonne? I hate you. I really hate you! How can you be so cruel to me?”

I raised my head high and curled my body into an arc, completely letting go of myself to accommodate him. Even in my dreams, our sense of coordination was perfect, I kissed his tears, and my lips kept lingering on his cheeks. “Chris, this dream is so real, I really don’t want to wake up.”

Quickly, his actions became rough. The man wrapped my legs around his waist and did not allow me to lie down. He wanted me to sit up while holding him, so he could kiss my lips and nibble on my earlobes.