Doted by My Billionaire Husband (Olive and Elvis) novel Chapter 593

Chapter 593 My dad wants to sleep with you too
Elvis lowered his tall and handsome body, one hand cupped the back of her neck, and stroked her soft hair: “It won’t hurt, will it?”
His words were very vague, more like teasing her, teasing his kitten.
The two unnatural blushes on Olive’s charming little face gradually disappeared. Now he is very close. Looking at him from such a close distance, his handsomely carved face was a bit delinquent. She also smelled clean and clear masculinity on him, very fragrant.
To be fair, this is a very attractive, handsome, rich, mature, noble, gallant man and very attractive to
women.
Olive hastily avoided his gaze, reaching out her small white hand to take the cotton swab in his hand, “President Augustine, I won’t bother you. I’ll do it myself.”
She sna tched the cotton swab from his hand and involuntarily grasped his broad hand with her soft, smooth fingers.
Olive froze for a moment as their hands interlocked and held each other.
She hastily wanted to pull out her small hand, but he stretched out his hands and threw her directly onto the large soft bed.
Her beautiful slender back was pressed against the mattress, and before she could get up, her vision went dark, and Elvis pressed down on her.
Two big hands supported her body, he looked at her with fiery eyes, his overbearing tone filled with affection, “You’re injured but you’re not even honest. Are you itchy?”
Olive quickly reached out and pushed him, “President Augustine, I’m itchy. Do you want to treat it?” Elvis’s gaze darkened, his Adam’s apple rolling up and down, “So do you want me to handle it?” Olive raised her delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, pressed against his hard chest, and pushed him away with force, “I’m sorry, Mr. Augustine. I didn’t make an appointment.”
Elvis didn’t budge, and she couldn’t push him away. The man’s tall body was like a wall pressed against hers, his large, clearly articulated hands clutching her trembling little hands to the top of her head. He laughed and said, “Olive, are you playing hard-to-get? Didn’t you ask me to be nice to my son?”
“I like Lil’ Nathan, and he is also my son…”
“So I’m still Lil’ Nathan’s dad, do you like me? Buy one get one free. We’re all yours.”
After saying that, he leaned down and kissed her rosy neck.
The man lying on top of her kissed her, she pushed him with all her strength, but couldn’t move. Her little hands threaded through his short hair, tugging, “President Augustine, let go. Lil’ Nathan is here!”
His son is here, he should be a little scared.
Elvis kissed her tender skin, hoa rsely saying, “Leave him alone. Let’s make out for a while.”
With this little brat, he was about to become a monk.
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Chapter 593 My dad wants to sleep with you too
Olive was trying to push him away, when a childish voice said, “Dad, Miss Fairy, what are you doing?”
Olive turned her head and saw that Lil’ Nathan had arrived.
The boy stared at them with his big eyes.
“Elvis, Nathan is here. Let go!” Olive used her strength to push him.
Of course Elvis knew Nathan was coming. This brat always wants to make him feel uncomfortable.
He frowned with displeasure and impatience and refused to get up.
Olive failed to push the man. At this point, the boy quickly ran over, climbed onto the bed, and pushed Elvis with both hands and feet, “Dad, get up quickly. Why are you pressing on Miss Fairy? You will crush her!”
Nathan didn’t know what his father and Miss Fairy were doing, but Olive’s soft and seductive face was already red.
But the man on her body pretended to be dead and refused to move.
“Lil’ Nathan, hold on a bit. Push your dad away.”
“Okay, Miss Fairy. Let’s try together.”
Lil’ Nathan and Olive pushed Elvis as hard as they could.
Elvis’s large, clearly articulated hand reached to the woman’s beautiful a ss and squeezed it, then he flipped over onto the large bed.
Olive hastily jumped off the bed. She adjusted her disheveled clothes, feeling her a ss being pinched by the man was very hot. If it weren’t for her child, she would have kicked him out of bed.
“Miss Fairy, what’s wrong with my dad? Why was he pressing you?”
Olive glanced at the man on the bed. He furrowed his handsome brows, his firm chest rising and falling under his thin white shirt. Lifting her head, she glanced at his pants and immediately averted her gaze. She looked at Nathan and replied, “Well… Lil’ Nathan, your dad was drunk.”
“Did he drink alcohol? No, I don’t smell alcohol.” As the little boy spoke, he crawled to his father’s side and sniffed with his nose. There was no alcohol smell.
Nathan’s big eyes looked down at the man’s pants, and he said in surprise, “Miss Fairy, Dad has a big bulge here. Is he sick?”
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Olive felt the blush on her face spread to her snow-white earlobes. She replied, “Lil’ Nathan, your dad is not sick…”
“So what happened to him?”
Lil’ Nathan looked at his father with concern, and foolishly said, “Miss Fairy, come and see him quickly. Is there any way to save my dad?”
Olive came over, lifted the blanket over Elvis, reached out to hug the boy, and blatantly lied: “Lil’ Nathan, trust me. Your dad is really okay. Let him get some sleep and he’ll feel better.”
“Really?” The boy was still worried.
“Of course. Nathan, come on. I’ll bath you.”
“Okay, thanks, Miss Fairy.”
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The Substitute Bride: Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 593 My dad wants to sleep with you too
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As the mother and son entered the bathroom, Elvis slowly opened his eyes, holding the blanket aside with his large bony palms, his bright red eyes staring at the crystal chandelier overhead.
A few minutes later, he tried to suppress the heat in his body, stood up, one hand in his pocket, and walked to the bathroom door.
Mother and son’s laughter came from inside, “Haha, Miss Fairy, I want to sleep with you and Dad tonight.”
“Okay… Lil’ Nathan. I’ll sleep with you tonight, okay?”
“Why? Miss Fairy, don’t worry. Dad will sleep with you too, I promise he won’t press on you again.”
“Yeah…”
Elvis pouted outside the door. After all, it’s not useless to raise this kid!
However, that promise was made by that little brat, not him!
At the hotel.
A fat woman approached, followed by two bodyguards dressed in black. When she entered the hotel, she shouted: “Where is the Princess of Visionary? I heard that she seduced my husband. Is she in bed with my husband now? Little s lut. If I catch her, I will definitely destroy her temptress’ face!”