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!

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,

I grasped her face firmly, causing her lips to pout, “you’re going to put an end

but she is my wife, and I 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 teach her a lesson. She doesn’t get to do what

I said while pointing my index finger at her. I saw her nodding like a good submissive girl. “Now, you

~Camila’s POV~

the next time we meet, you will not like what I will do to you,

the matter

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

it did not affect him. All he did was smirk, I was wet down there. I had no idea what was happening. I was unable to make a noise and move around with his finger thrusting roughly within me. He added another finger and savagely thrust inside me. I couldn’t keep quiet.

dare scream out loud since we were in the office. Anyone can walk in. I tried to push him away but in less than a minute, I was yelling his

me. His other hand moved 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 need to constantly make me feel something

sure why I’m sobbing. He drew me into a bear embrace. I despise

my wife! Remember that each time you think of fucking a

me into a kiss and a

want from me? I am not interested in you. Please leave me alone. You cannot continue to abuse me in this way. Why are you toying with me, with my feelings? You should stop. I

seemed unconcerned with my teary eyes. He lifted my trembling legs and devoured everything that came out of me, his tongue lapping in my folds, then in my clit, I started trembling again. He held me in place till I screamed again as yet another orgasm ripped through me. All while looking me straight in the eyes. I was speechless. He seems to care, but him devouring my pussy like

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