Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 480
Upon entering their room, Mason stopped by the door to watch her while arching his brow. “Are you unhappy that I left visible marks?”
Janet kept her silence while walking into the bathroom. After a while, she complained, “I can’t get rid of these marks.“
“Let me have a look.” Hearing that, Mason chuckled before entering the bathroom.
Janet stood still, allowing him to comb her hair aside. He then tapped the back of her neck with his coarse and chilly fingers before rubbing the back of her flushed ears. “I’m sorry to have overexerted myself.” After saying that, he deliberately put on a mischievous smile.
Grinning naughtily herself, Janet cried out loud, “This is unfair!”
Upon hearing that, the resulting thought of her being angry somehow made Mason nervous. Just when he was about to explain himself, Janet reached for his waist before standing on tiptoes to suck on his neck. There was a popping noise when her lips separated from the flesh on his neck. She put just the right amount of pressure behind it, making it sound sensual. When Mason heard that, his eyes darkened while he tightened his grasp around her thin waist. After that, he said in a dangerously attractive voice, “You’re playing with fire.” He wondered if she assumed that he wouldn’t take her then and there.
“Haha!” Tilting her head, Janet laughed while arching an eyebrow provocatively. The sight of it aroused him, which gave him an erection. Although he tried to move away, he found himself nailed to the spot as if being charmed.
“Aren’t you leaving?” Janet turned around to tug on his hand.
As he stared into her cunning eyes, he narrowed his own dark eyes that were filled with desire. Then, he raised his eyebrows before circling around her to bar her exit. “Why don’t we stay here for another night? We can leave tomorrow morning?”
Rendered speechless by his suggestion, Janet locked eyes with him for a moment before recalling a question that she had been meaning to ask. “Where’s the silver gun?” She couldn’t find it when she was packing her luggage earlier.
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