My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Brian’s spirits were high, as Rosalynn held back her sharp tongue. He drew closer once more, planting a kiss upon her Lips.

“Your mouth tastes incredibly sweet. What have you been eating?”

His desire to continue their kisses grew stronger.

“Isn’t it obvious what I ate?” Rosalynn’s response came with a sharp tone.

With a grin, Brian responded, “Certainly, we’ve shared the same meal.

Do you find my lips just as sweet?”

Rosalynn suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, her patience wearing thin.

Now let

further, Brian declared, kissing her once

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their exchange, found the congee in his mouth

bowl aside

shot Brian a withering look and attempted to push him away, yet Brian’s embrace remained

Lyndon? Something stuck in your throat? The tissue’s right there. Help

his gaze fixed on Brian, too stunned for

at me so fondly. It’s clear as day. I’m straight,” Brian teased,

his intent to repulse Brian

you go. I’m tired,” Lyndon declared, no longer able to

pleased by the