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

sweetness further, Brian declared, kissing

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exchange, found the congee in his mouth to be

set the bowl aside with a

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

Lyndon? Something stuck in your throat? The

gaze fixed on

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

to repulse Brian had backfired, leaving him the

time you go. I’m tired,” Lyndon declared,

pleased by the