My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 1530

Chapter 1530 What Are You Waiting For

“Timmy, please don't leave me, okay?” Johanna clung tightly to Timothy's neck, her nose red from crying, looking utterly wronged.

Timothy simply adored the pleading look and babyish voice of his wife.

He suppressed the urge to coax Johanna, remaining silent. He wanted to remove her hand from around his neck, but Johanna refused to let go and leaned her body into his embrace.

Johanna choked back her sobs and wailed, “Timmy, please don't leave me. How can I live without you?”

“All right, if you don't want me to leave, then of course I won't leave,” Timothy said, feigning helplessness. He turned his head to find Johanna's lips and kissed her.

The taste of oranges lingered in her mouth. It was a sweetness akin to a refreshing spring that left one yearning for more.

After a deep kiss, Timothy stepped back to give Johanna time to catch her breath.

He gently pulled her hand down and placed it over his silk shirt. His voice was low and enticing as he offered, “Honey, besides my face, you can touch other places too.”

Johanna appeared to be bewitched by him. Her fingers began nimbly undoing the buttons of his shirt.

Timothy's muscles were taut and pleasing to the touch. Johanna's fingers traced along his lean waist, pausing at the slight protrusion of his Adam's apple.

She smiled and leaned close to Timothy's lips. “Timmy, you're just like a piece of cream cake. I really want to eat you up.”

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Timothy couldn't wait for her to have her way with him.

Timothy carried Johanna back to the couch, his thin lips leaving a trail of moist kisses on her neck. His body was burning with desire, and he was waiting for Johanna to extinguish the fire.

When he next looked up, Johanna had actually fallen asleep out of exhaustion.

“Honey, don't fall asleep,” Timothy gently patted her cheek, coaxing her softly, “Didn't you say you were going to eat me? I'm waiting. How about you eat first, then sleep?”

Johanna brushed away the hand that was patting her and replied tiredly, “Let's do it tomorrow. I want to sleep.”

Timothy wanted to coax Johanna a little more, but she was too exhausted. She immediately fell into a deep sleep after her words, leaving a bare-chested Timothy kneeling on the couch, his gaze filled with silent reproach.

If only he had known earlier, he wouldn't have let Johanna drink so much. Drinking too much was a problem, too.

Once Timothy's breathing had steadied, he carried Johanna to the bathroom. He helped her bathe and wash her hair, then removed her makeup. After that, he carried her out to dry her hair. Once her hair was dry, he gently placed her on the bed.