His Second Wife by Favor V April

Chapter 32

~Christopher’s POV~

Slap!

Hell, I miss being slapped by my wife’s little hand.

“Wife? If anything, you and I are just a transition, just like business,” she scoffed. “I am not your wife.” Immediately after saying that, she tried to walk past me, but I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to me. She refused to submit. She fixed her gaze on me as if she were fixated on something trivial.

“You appear to be pressed for time. Who are you meeting with? Does the man you are meeting know that you are married to me? Did you tell him?”

“What made you think that being married is a problem? Are you not sleeping around despite your marital status? Did you believe you could sleep around while I sat back and watched or wait for you, Mr. Grayston?”

I felt like strangling her when I stared at her, but she was too lovely to be strangled, too fucking sexy when she is all sassy. I stared at her and vowed that she would not leave and that I would remain her husband.

I placed my arms around her and smothered her with a kiss. She struggled but eventually succumbed. I am her husband, and she is my wife. She is not permitted to fuck around. I broke the kiss.

Slap!

into another kiss. I slammed her against the door, suffocating her. I was going to land on top of her if anyone dared to open the door. She fought again, but I was stronger. I freed her, and she

her lips to

am not about to give up what is mine to some good-for-nothing lads. If I were not at the office, I could have shoved my fingers inside her to

her nodding like a good submissive girl. “Now, you are going to fetch

~Camila’s POV~

return home, or the next time we meet, you

matter with this

going to. However, I was reminded that this bastard was a complete stranger to me. My title is merely that of a wife. I gathered my wits and restored my calm. I just had to

you are so concerned about? It’s my life, I can do whatever the hell…” He refused to let me continue. He grabbed me and pushed me up against the meeting table, then shoved his finger inside me. I screamed, but it did not affect him. All he did was smirk, I was wet down there. I had no idea what

out loud since we were in the office. Anyone can walk in. I tried to push him

to my hair and snaked in, giving me a tingling sensation. I gave in and held on tight to him and I started to tremble uncontrollably. As I had a gigantic orgasm on top of the table and he removed his fingers and began licking them clean in front of me. I couldn’t recognize my own voice as an orgasm ripped through me. Why is he acting in this manner? I perched at the table, unsure of what to do or more precisely, what to say to him. What was he thinking when he decided to do this? Why does he feel the

slammed my fist into his chest, demanding answers. I’m not sure why I’m sobbing. He drew me into a bear embrace. I despise him for what he has done to me. He

are fucking mine, Camille! You are my wife! Remember that

a moan escaped his lips. Which left

abuse me in this way. Why are you toying with me, with my feelings? You should stop. I am not interested

me straight in the eyes. I was speechless. He seems to care, but him devouring my pussy like this is dangerous. He is confusing me, he calls me a child but confuses me each time we are together. What does he want from me? The soft Chris I saw a minute ago was now gone. His gaze became icily cold, almost lethal in

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