Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Aurora's kisses landed on Theodore's face again and again, but he gave her no response. He simply laid there unmovingly like a puppet.

Aurora started tearing his suit away from him like a mad woman.

"Theodore Spencer, you're not a man! You're not!"

She did all she could to try to tempt him.

But even after all their clothes were in disarray and after leaving her marks on his hard chest, he expressed no emotions and gave no response whatsoever.

The scene looked very much like she was forcing herself on him.

Aurora sat on him, staring at him with tears streaming down her face.

"Is Rosalie Young the only woman you'll respond to in this entire world?" she cried.

Theodore finally shifted his gaze to Aurora. He lifted a hand, gently wiped the tears from her face, and finally spoke.

"What's the point?"

"Theo!" Aurora grabbed his hand and put it to her cheeks. "I'm willing, I really am! Take me, won't you? I'm begging you... Even....even if you throw me aside like a tool afterward. As long as it makes you feel better!"

could distract him from his sorrow and take his attention away

it, he didn't want her at

looking extremely intimate and close to each other. His long, slender fingers ran

if venting his anger

the bruise

the first time he touched a sensitive

her head. "No, not one

did, but she had been tolerating the pain. Nothing he gave him would hurt her. Even if it did, she was willing to bear

as her

doesn't

her face turning red with indignance. "Why did you

exactly who I am.

would have taken me there and then." Aurora wrapped her arms around his neck. "Take

en

I don't love you and treat you like a tool, throwing you

as a replacement. I'll

really am!

to take me, I' let you! don't mind no matter