Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 993
She clenched her jaws stubbornly, unwilling to speak. However, Mason would not release her at that critical moment.
“Janet, try calling me again. You have to address me with the name that you were previously used to.”
She finally could not endure it anymore. She moaned and there were tears in the corners of her eyes. “Mason.” I haven’t addressed him in such an intimate manner for a long time, so I am not used to it all of a sudden.
Mason was even more energized when he heard her sensual voice. He ended up focusing all of his strength on one point.
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Janet was usually tough, but she was helpless when it came to this. She gritted her teeth before sinking them onto his shoulder. “You are able to bully me because you are a man. If I have one too, I will bully you so hard that you’d surrender to me,” she commented angrily.
“Is that so?” Mason chuckled and his voice was especially hoarse, but he did not stop his movements; instead, he increased the intensity. “I am looking forward to that day. However, before that, you can only stay beneath my body.”
Janet bared her canines and she bit his arm hard.
They were not sure how much time had passed, but they were both exhausted by the time they were done with each other.
She was on his shoulder when she mumbled, “Aren’t we going back to bed?” Why do I have the feeling that he isn’t done?
“We will be back in bed soon enough.” After saying that, Mason changed positions.
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Janet glared at him and she warned him helplessly, but her voice was gravelly at that point, “You should exercise restraint.”
“You should speak less if you want me to end this faster,” his voice was deep and urgent. The sweat on his forehead dripped down her body. I suppose she isn’t aware that her breath and moans excite me immensely.
Janet sighed—her hips and limbs were weak and limp. In the end, she gave up resisting him.
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