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

rest, okay?” he

hot breath entered her ear, making her face

I’m going down to

to remove his large

his lap

the desire flipping

+25 BONUS

Just sit here,” Delbert said in a strongly magnetic voice.

ball of fire, fixed

“Okay.”

not raise her head or speak, sitting stiffly. She felt as though her face were melting by the

quiet, staring intensely

seemed so genuine, as if it were

bedroom door. Just as Harriet was about to

Harriet, it’s time to

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

and turned to close the door, apologizing awkwardly,

have expected Delbert and Harriet to openly engage