Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love

Carlos was born with a charming face. Mikayla thought, 'Something must have gone wrong when the heavens created him because he's bad to the bone, yet they gave him such good looks. Liar! He's a liar!' Only the sounds of their panting could be heard in the quiet room.

Carlos hovered above Mikayla, so their current posture was quite intimate.

She could hear his breathing, feel his hot, long breath sprayed on her sensitive neck, and his pounding heart through their clothing and, of course, her own.

Carlos pushed himself up. Mikayla's messy hair and swollen lips made her look tempting and attractive. Her quick pants made her full chest heave up and down. Carlos' Adam's Apple bobbed at the sight.

Mikayla didn't know how beautiful she was at that moment. Her blushing face and the trace of desire in her eyes made Carlos lower his head again and take her slightly parted lips. 'Shit! I just can't get enough of kissing her. Her delectable lips...' he thought as their lips and tongues clashed again.

However, it didn't last as long as the last time.

"You're so addictive!" Carlos stood up, and his seductive voice echoed in the heated room, stirring more headiness. "Tonight, you sleep here, and I'll sleep next door," he ordered. Mikayla watched him and thought, 'He's a beast, but the minute he gets up, he looks human again.'

After that, Carlos said seriously, "I want to sleep with you, but I can't! Lorenzo said your feet aren't well enough to handle it yet, and I'm also worried that my first time will hurt you." Mikayla was speechless again. 'This man is really... shameless. One should never judge a book by its cover!' she thought.

"Of course, if you have needs, I can still satisfy them." Carlos shrugged resignedly.

Mikayla gritted her teeth in anger, grabbed something on the bed, and threw it at him. 'He's so shameless!' she cussed silently.

It had been a tiring day.

Carlos left the room, opened the next room's door, and undid his tie. He nearly lost his control and was impressed with his patience.

to the mini fridge, took out a bottle of cold drink, and

was about to take a second sip

cool drink and looked at Mikayla, standing

gown with a gloomy expression. 'I don't want to come here. It feels

her gown. Although she guessed it was on her back, she couldn't reach it. At that time, she had

sleeping

have a passionate wedding

this gown! I can't take it off! Please help me." "Come here, Mika." Carlos stood there

a lion's den but had no choice, so she strode to him, stopped before him,

the front and sides and couldn't even find a loose thread, so she deduced that the zipper must be

designer of the gown was thinking. Wouldn't she have to wear

at the exposed back. Even if it was only a small area, it

Mikayla called when she didn't feel

did Carlos come back to his senses

so that it wouldn't fall off. Before she could say thank you, she felt Carlos slender fingers caressing her back. That was her cue to leave, since she

her waist, stopping her.

She tried

was prepared to sacrifice when we kissed earlier but managed to escape, so I definitely don't want to do it now. After all, I only mentally prepared myself because Carlos had muddled my mind. I'm not a woman

their tug-of-war, Mikayla's red gown slipped off her without warning and

scream. Despite her excellent upbringing, even she felt like cussing

earlier actions. Her voluptuous figure was exposed