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

entered her ear, making her face

going down to rest!”

wanted to remove his large

an erotic position on his lap for

noticed the desire flipping through

+25 BONUS

okay. Just sit here,” Delbert said in a

of fire, fixed on the

“Okay.”

head or speak, sitting stiffly. She felt as though

intensely at

confused and innocent expression on her beautiful face seemed so genuine, as if it were innate,

bedroom door. Just as Harriet was about to stand

it’s

very intimate posture on her Delbert’s lap, she realized she shouldn’t have come

awkwardly, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t see anything.

Delbert and Harriet to openly engage in intimacy