Wolf President Hooks Up novel Chapter 149

“Huh?” Emmett raises his eyes and frowns slightly, “She was born in the year of the pig, so she is gluttonous. You should control her, don’t let her eat so much. Eating so much meat at dinner would make her stomach hurt.”

Emmett, who rarely talks so much, suddenly criticizes Kayden. The corners of Kayden’s mouth twitch.

What? It’s her mouth and her stomach. How is he going to know how much she should eat?

Usually, the young master did not speak for almost a day, but for this girl he has really turned into a long-winded old woman.

Emmett washes his hands and face, and goes upstairs. Of course, Kayden sees this: Young Master Smith goes straight to Elaine’s room.

Emmett walks quietly into the room with light steps, not daring to turn on the light in fear of affecting Elaine’s sleep. Guided by the moonlight, he walks to the bed, sits down gently and reaches out his hand to pull her hair off her face.

She is asleep and appears to be small and delicate, her cheeks pink and mouth pouting like a child; she is in a sound sleep.

Emmett looks at her, at a loss for words. Looking at her completely vulnerable sleeping posture, his heart softens unconsciously.

He lowers his head and kisses her softly on the cheek.

Her alluringly sweet scent magically penetrates into his nostrils.

Fuck! Her body is magical. Just kissing her makes his body react.

Emmett hurries to the bathroom, takes a shower and washes away the fire that he has just felt in his body.

He wipes the big foggy mirror with a towel and looks at his strong muscles.

It is strange. What is the matter with him? Even in the face of Juliana’s open attempt at seducing him, he didn’t even think about it. Why does he immediately feel such craving as soon as he returns to Elaine?

Lowering his head, he looks at his hard and swollen member, and sighs.

Patience. He is going to wait patiently until the pain of her first time goes away. After that, he is going to pester her every day, never letting her go…

Emmett dries his body, and goes straight to bed without putting anything on.

Picking up the quilt slightly, he quietly slips inside, pressing himself against Elaine’s small body; he hugs her from behind.

Oh! So comfortable.

Her body is soft and smooth, her scent sweet and warm…

Her sweet scent makes him lose his mind, a fiery chaos rising up in his body.

He couldn’t stop his hand from fumbling around at the front of her body, finally resting on her ample chest through her pajamas. He inhales deeply.

He feels himself get hard again.

He misses it… He really, really misses it… The way she felt…

“Elaine, you are torturing me…” He whispers softly, pressing his lips to her pink earlobe, kissing softly.

The fire in his body becomes hotter, wilder and even more unrestrained…

The vile him, lightly picks up the hem of her nightgown to drill himself into her legs…

Rubbing gently against her…

“Hm…” Emmett frowns and groans deeply.

Damn it! He is dying! He is being suffocated and tortured to death!

He has this amazingly beautiful woman, whose warm scent is enough to make him go crazy with desire, but he could only hold her in his arms and not do anything else… It is too hard to handle!

He has to be patient! Emmett tells himself that he must hold back.

She is really young and immature. The pain of her first time must be healed properly otherwise it would be very painful for her.

He has to endure it! He has to!

Like this, Emmett, tortured and burning with desire, falls asleep hugging Elaine.

In the deep of the night, around two o’clock, Emmett is woken up by Elaine’s low moan.

“Ah… Ughh… it hurts…”

Her voice is painful and sad, like the moan of a sick cat.

Emmett gets up immediately and turns on the bedside lamp.

He hugs Elaine closer and frowns as he carefully looks at her small face that is covered in sweat.

Her face that is usually pink and soft, looks deathly pale.

“Elaine, what is it? Does it hurt? Tell me?”

Emmett strokes her face gently with his hand to comfort her, and looks around anxiously to look at the time.

A little after two o’clock in the night.

“Ughh… it hurts… it really hurts…”

Tears squeezes out of Elaine’s tightly shut eyes; she couldn’t open them. She looks restless and in pain, like fish out of water, tossing back and forth.

“It hurts… it hurts…”