Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 295

Selena nearly burst into laughter. Everett's neat freak tendencies didn't stop him from jumping from one bed to another, both at home and elsewhere. If he'd just admitted it, she might have respected him a bit more, but instead, he was playing the role of Mr. Innocent. Everett couldn't care less about what was running through Selena's mind. He knew it was nothing good. While he stirred her desires, he locked eyes with her, tempting her with his gaze.

"Don't you feel like it? Isn't it said that pregnant women crave it more?" he teased.

Selena had no clue where he got that idea from. Ever since she got pregnant, her mind had been solely focused on the baby, leaving no room for anything else. Especially not with him, which made her even less interested!

"I don't want to!" Selena said, honesty clear in her voice.

Normally, his touches and kisses would evoke a response from her, but now, she felt nothing. Maybe her emotional resistance had numbed her physical reactions too.

Everett, however, wasn't happy. He could handle a lot, but he couldn't accept that the body he had so finely tuned to his own was now indifferent to him.

"I don't buy it," he said, his dark eyes boring into hers, voice almost a growl. Then he went silent...

making it impossible for

after all. Everett, using every trick in the book, slowly ignited a fire in her body, quickened her breath,

light sweat broke out, and her fair skin

not letting her escape. When she was ready, he swiftly

beneath, and she was

one look, he could admire the beauty before him. This was all his,

husky and soft, "Mrs. Bennett, I'm worried about hurting the baby, so you take charge, control

hung in the air, dripping

and annoyed. Everett's shamelessness always managed to push

to roll off him,

said, "Forgot how it's done because it's been too long? No sweatd can start and

frozen for a moment. Then she snapped back, her lips trembling as she spat, "Everett, you jerk! Is this your only way of messing with