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 me

your sweetness further, Brian declared, kissing her once

Angela’s Library

congee in his mouth

bowl

withering look and attempted to push him

in your throat? The tissue’s

wiped his mouth, his gaze

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

repulse Brian had

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

smile widened, pleased by