Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1806

Chapter 1806 - Don't Leave Me

He took off his slippers and lay on the bed with her.

Joyce lay quietly in his arms, listening to his heartbeat.

She seldom showed anxiety, nor revealed such deep attachment.

Luther sighed lightly. If it were in the past, he would have been overjoyed that she relied on him, needed him, which was what he wished for the most. But now he knew what she was worried about.

He didn't speak, just held her silently, gently caressing her back.

After a long time, he asked, "Are you hungry?"

In the morning after she had washed up, he saw her lie back in bed flipping through documents, without eating anything until now.

Joyce shook her head, "I'm not hungry, let me hold you a little longer."

Luther chuckled softly, "I'm just going to get you some breakfast, I'm not leaving."

"No." Joyce shook her head, "Don't go, stay here."

She tightened her arms even more, preventing him from getting up.

Luther lay back down, gently patting the back of her hand, "Okay."

He held her up closer until they were face to face, touching her forehead. He looked into her clear eyes, his reflection in them. He reached out and stroked her long hair behind her ears.

His arm went around the back of her head, hooking her neck, and pulled her to him, suddenly kissing her lips.

"Mmm..." She let out a muffled moan, which was swallowed up by him.

His kiss was very eager, like after being suppressed for a long time he finally got release, out of control penetrating deeply.

Joyce couldn't keep up with his pace at all, she could only passively accept it.

His other hand reached over and hugged her waist, pressing her tightly against him.

As he stormed her mouth, his hand had already slipped under her top...

"Mmm..." Joyce let out a faint moan from her throat. Her heart was disturbed into a mess by him. She really wanted him too, her whole body ached badly.

She kissed him back actively, the moment their tongue tips touched, her whole body was like electrified, instantly going soft.

Luther maintained some sober thought, he knew he couldn't do this, she was injured and not fully recovered yet.

He just wanted to kiss her deeply, to alleviate his own urgency.

"That's enough, stop." He left her lips, panting uncontrollably fast.

But Joyce refused to stop, "I want you..." She hooked him, unwilling to let go.

He held her off, "No, it will hurt you."

She whispered in his ear, "It's okay, be gentle, I can take it."

With that, she took the initiative to hook him in, bringing him into the next wave of passion, not allowing him to retreat.

After a long time, when everything calmed down.

They lay embracing each other, their heartbeats gradually returning to normal.

Joyce gently reached out and wiped away the sweat on his brow. This man gave her all his gentleness. He was extremely careful and gentle, afraid to hurt her one bit.

A gentleness she had never experienced before, she knew he had been restraining himself, enduring, he cared so much about her. It made her heart tremble.

And now, looking at him close his eyes satisfactorily and sleep beside her, she also felt physical and mental fulfillment.

They needed each other. Whether in body or heart, they needed to blend together. Only then could they feel each other's co-existence.

"Are you okay?"

Luther slowly opened his eyes. It had been too long since he completely had her. The slowed down limit experience just now made his whole body and mind extremely satisfied.