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

and held her in

after a rest, okay?” he whispered hoarsely in

his hot breath entered her ear, making

going down to

wanted to remove his large hand from

couldn’t sit in such an erotic position on his lap for too long because it would probably lead to

noticed the desire

+25 BONUS

Delbert said in a

of fire, fixed on the girl’s burning-red

“Okay.”

not raise her head or speak, sitting stiffly. She felt as though her face

intensely at

beautiful face seemed so genuine, as if it were innate,

someone knocked on the bedroom door. Just as Harriet was about to stand

Delbert, Miss Harriet, it’s

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

door, apologizing awkwardly, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t see

expected Delbert and Harriet to openly engage in intimacy in the room?!