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 in his arms.

rest, okay?” he whispered hoarsely in

breath entered her ear, making her face and neck

I’m going down

wanted to remove his large hand

position on his lap for too long because

the desire flipping through

+25 BONUS

Just sit here,” Delbert said in

like a ball of fire,

“Okay.”

dared not raise her head or speak, sitting stiffly. She felt as though her face were melting by the heat from Delbert’s

quiet, staring intensely at

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

door. Just as Harriet was

it’s time

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

and turned to close the door, apologizing awkwardly, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,

and Harriet to openly