The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon by Cheryl Rice

Chapter 92 Sitting on Delbert’s Lap

“What’s wrong, Delbert?”

Before Harriet could grasp what was happening, a gentle tug from Delbert caused her to settle onto his lap instantly!

He withdrew his heated hand, now using it to caress her delicate face tenderly. Treating it as if it were a cherished gem, he was unwilling to let go. Simultaneously, his other hand quietly encircled her slender waist.

Harriet’s heart was pounding. Now, Delbert’s handsome face was just inches away, and his breath was scorching her neck.

Trapped in his arms, she could clearly feel his burning heat through the fabric of his suit pants, and the pleasant scent of cold wood rosin drifted into her nostrils.

Her face blushed unconsciously, resembling the colors of the evening

sky.

Even during their sexual intercourse in the Munoz family’s villa t night, she had not been as nervous.

“Delbert, stop it. I’ll have to give you a massage.”

Embarrassed, Harriet tried to get up, but Delbert abruptly pressed her

her

okay?” he whispered hoarsely in her

entered her ear, making her

I’m going down to rest!”

to remove his large hand from her waist.

an erotic position on his lap for

noticed the desire flipping through Delbert’s eyes.

+25 BONUS

Just sit here,” Delbert said in a strongly

a ball of fire, fixed on the

“Okay.”

She felt as though

staring intensely at

genuine, as if it were innate, and he

Harriet was about to stand up, the door

Delbert, Miss Harriet, it’s time

was Opal. Seeing Delbert sitting in a very intimate posture on her Delbert’s lap, she realized she

turned to close the door, apologizing awkwardly, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t

and Harriet to openly