Mr. Right, Spoil Me novel Chapter 84

When they were back in the hotel, it was supposed to be a preventable issue but it happened…

It came naturally, a glass of wine and the atmosphere was created for indulgence.

From the door to the bed, Sarah was being touched all over.

He pushed her hands up above her head and forced her against the wall. His actions thereafter took her breath away. It was surprisingly enjoyable.

He smirks mischievously, both of his legs pressed tightly against her.

He enveloped her and entered deeply.

“Let you realize your dreams.”

“What… what did you say?”

They French kissed, deeply, passionately. Nothing was held back.

Her lips were smudged, the scene was beautiful.

The more she didn’t want, the more he gave.

Outside, the thunder rolled as the rain came down in sheets. The rain peter pattered the windows and the lightning flashed. It was a cacophony of noises.

The thunder was loud outside, and the room wasn’t any quieter.

The floor was a mess.

He moved closer and closer towards her collarbone, his nose wandered sniffing her fragrance. Each blink of his eyelashes brushed against her delicate skin. It was seductive.

The buttons of her blouse weren’t meant to be undone, they were to be ripped off.

The thunderstorm, wind and rain, came just to fast.

…

After this thunderstorm, S city’s air cooled down. The clean smell of rain came from all about and flowed through the window.

It was at night and after eight o’clock was the City’s most vibrant moment. The neon lights flashing and the energetic men and women went about their night.

The events on the bed went along with the thunderstorm. She opened her dark, wet and shiny eyes like precious stones moist after a storm.

Cried?

Sarah struggled, pain, her whole body ached.

She struggled to get up, her long hair covered her back. Her snow-white back had traces of red marks.

“Hey…”

She wanted to get down the bed but she decided not to for self-preservation.

“Andrew, you scoundrel!”

Sarah couldn’t endure it further. He’s 25? She’s 20. In this 5 years difference, can she be the only woman in his life? How can he be so savage?

Was he like that with Emily?

She lost her mood when she thought of that White rose.

She saw Andrew in his expensive and luxurious suit, his hair was groomed and neat, totally different from the mess a moment ago.

Sarah was undressed and in a mess. She was pathetic compared to him.

“Let’s go out.”

“Where do you want to go at this hour?” Sarah asked.

Andrew already took out a white dress for her. It would be a nice contrast to his black suit. It was naturally body hugging.

He tore off the labels and put them on for her, not saying a word.

Sarah was scared of his stern and quiet state. She’s afraid of offending him. But she could dress herself…

“Why are we dressed like that? Black and white. Don’t you know that it’s not auspicious?”