Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 67 I Won’t Mess Him Up
Fiona’s hands moved around Jamie’s broad back, causing him to stiffen uncomfortably.
His back was covered in hideous scars. He had a handsome face that attracted everyone, but his back was really horrible.
Fiona was actually a little disgusted, but his face made her feel that these scars were not unacceptable. Moreover, Jamie was very skilled in bed and treated her nicely.
How good was he?
She suspected that if she asked Jamie to stab himself, he would not hesitate to do it.
Well, no woman didn’t like loyal dogs with impeccable looks and great ability.
She thought that she had really picked up a treasure.
If not for that silly woman, she wouldn’t have looked at Jamie in the mud.
However, that fool had given her too much.
The Brown family was now in decline, and it was all thanks to Jamie that they were able to maintain their social status in New York.
Therefore, she counted on him for everything.
Fiona hugged the man from behind and pressed her face against his back. She felt that he was trembling.
“What are you looking at?” she asked again. She glanced at Jamie’s neck, and her expression changed. “What’s wrong with your neck?”
She knew that Jamie was playing with women outside, but he would never let a woman leave a mark on him.
This mark was obviously caught by a woman. With Jamie’s personality, how could he allow a woman to do
this to him?
“Nothing. I was scratched by a stray cat yesterday,” Jamie said casually.
He turned around and picked her up. “Why are you awake so early?” he asked.
Fiona did not believe him, but she did not take it to heart.
In any case, Jamie had promised her that he would not touch other women after they got married.
Now, he could play as he pleased.
“I can’t sleep without you in the bed.” Fiona hooked her arms around Jamie’s neck and rubbed her face into
his chest.
“Do you want it again?” Jamie smiled.
“What are you talking about? It’s so early in the morning…” Fiona blushed and rebuked him.
She was still a little unsatisfied and wanted to ask for more, but she didn’t want to be too obvious.
After all, in Jamie’s eyes, she was still a pure little girl.
But how could a woman who had had sex before be so easily satisfied?
“There is no one at home. What are you afraid of?” Jamie did not mind. He carried her to the bed and reached
down, but he was stopped by Fiona.
“Jamie…”
Fiona raised her face, revealing her charm. She rubbed her fingers on his palm and shyly hinted, “Don’t hold back anymore… Come in, I don’t mind.”
She came over in the middle of the night with the excuse of having a nightmare because she wanted to do something with Jamie. But men should take the initiative in this kind of thing.
But for so long, Jamie only kissed her forehead and back. He hadn’t even had a tongue kiss with her.
If Fiona didn’t know that he was playing with other women outside, she would have thought that he was a virgin.
Although Jamie had solemnly promised at the beginning that he would only have her on the wedding night,
she felt a little uneasy for he was so calm even with her obvious hint.
Last night, she was wearing sexy pajamas to seduce him, but he only used his hands to make her happy.
When she reached there, she saw how calm he was as if he was doing business.
But the calmer he was, the more she wanted to get him.
Who didn’t want such an extraordinary self-controlled man?
As long as she thought about his expression of abstinence at that time, she would be excited and want to
kneel and submit.
Now that he was moved, it was a good opportunity for Fiona. She wanted to touch him, but she was pushed
away by Jamie.
She was a little shocked. As a girl, she was too embarrassed to take the initiative again.
She turned her face away with obvious unhappiness.
Jamie held the back of her head and kissed her cheek. Then he said in a hoarse voice, “Fifi, I treasure you very
much. I want to give you the best. Now let me serve you with my hand.”
After that, his hand moved.
Fiona also liked to hear these words, and she felt like she was cherished.
She just didn’t understand why a man like him cared more about the wedding night than a woman like her.
Fortunately, she had repaired her maidenhead. Otherwise, he would be uncomfortable to know that she was not a virgin anymore.
Soon, she had no energy to think. She closed her eyes tightly to enjoy the happiness he brought.
It was after dawn.
Yvette reached out to touch Lance’s forehead and learned that his fever had finally subsided.
She let out a long sigh and went to the bathroom to wash up.
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