Loveless Marriage novel Chapter 42

Isabella's pupils enlarged and her mind instantly turned blank. "Ugh …" Christian, Christian! "

The man tilted his head slightly. His tongue went straight in and stirred wantonly in her mouth.

Isabella's face heated up and was about to raise her hand to push him away.

It seemed that he knew that she will struggle, Christian’s large palm grabbed her wrist when she moved, and held her waist the other hand, tightly locking her in his embrace.

He hasn’t touched her for a long time. Her soft body aroused his anxious and chaotic heartbeat easily. His blood rushed to his head, and a deep desire appeared.

The more they kissed, the deeper the friction between their bodies. It was so intense that it felt like they could have sex at any moment.

Isabella was already at a loss. Her brain was blank and confused. Her heart beat rapidly.

After three years of marriage, in addition to the kiss when she was dominated by desire in bed, this was the first time she really felt the kiss between lovers, mixed with love, which made her unable to extricate herself.

Her heart was in disarray again, like the tension and shyness when she met him for the first time, and her palms was full of sweat.

Her shirt was torn open. When the man lowered his head and nibbled on her clavicle, Isabella's nerve was suddenly stabbed. Her mind had been pulled back in an instant as she frantically pushed him.

"No, I can’t …"

Isabella gasped for breath, looking at him with a shock, and really wanted to slap herself.

What, what is she doing?

She was pregnant, and they were divorced already.

"No what?" His breathing became fast, but it was only in his breathing. His deep eyes glimmered with a dark light as if he wanted to suck her in.

Isabella's heart beat wildly, and she could not catch up to her words.

Christian stuck close once again, but didn't kiss her. His voice was extremely hoarse, "Weren't you enjoying it? Don't you like it?"

"…"

A sense of humiliation surged, making Isabella feel extremely awkward. She raised her hand and slapped his handsome face.

A crisp voice echoed in the room.

Isabella was stunned.

He didn't evade.

Christian's face slowly darkened, and his black eyes was staring straight at her.

Isabella's heart trembled, and she retreated unconsciously, stuttering: "Who, who allowed you to violate me? You, you deserved it. "

He wouldn't want to hit me back, would he?

Christian looked at her for a moment but did nothing. He only smiled slightly and mumbled, "You’re right, I deserved it …"

He did deserve it.

Isabella lowered her head and pursed her lips.

"Dong, dong, dong."

At this moment, someone knocked the door untimely.

Isabella's face turned pale, she turned her back to tidy up her clothes anxiously.