Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1815:

A crimson flush spread across Aileen’s cheeks. She cast several furtive glances at him before asking in a hushed tone, “That kiss… does it signify genuine affection?”

Peyton affirmed with a definitive nod. “Indeed, my feelings for you are authentic.”

The blush on Aileen’s face intensified noticeably.

Peyton felt subtle shifts as Aileen moved in his arms. Determined to avoid another awkward moment, he took control. Gently lifting her, he said, “You belong to me now, correct? From this moment on, I am devoted exclusively to you.”

Before she could reply, his hand slipped beneath her skirt. She gasped and stammered, “What exactly are you doing?”

“Stay calm, my dear. As your future husband, I only wish to bring you pleasure.” His fingers moved with practiced confidence, caressing her most intimate places.

but as his gentle strokes continued, her muscles relaxed and she leaned back against him, softly moaning. Recognizing her inexperience, Peyton maintained a

flushed with embarrassment. She expected him to recoil, but instead he raised his

stop that,” she

murmured. “Everything about you delights me.” Peyton marveled at how perfectly her innocence and

is still in the future. I’m not

Peyton’s voice tightened at the thought of his rival, who had so effortlessly captured Aileen’s affections. Doubt gnawed at him—could

him quietly. She realized that without his glasses, his features were remarkably handsome. In his embrace, she felt a warmth

softly, “Why did you delay approaching me for

not acting sooner. Had I recognized your perfect compatibility with me earlier,

her face. Lowering her voice, she

a little to drink. Muttering under his breath, he mused, “Maybe