The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 528

She leaned against his ch*st, her hands on the back of his neck, and felt the power of his pulse. She said, “I can assist you with that as well. You can hire paparazzi to follow us around and snap secret shots as well. I will look one hundred times better. Let’s make our intimate pictures go viral this time! What do you say?”

As Natalie p**ssed her body against Brandon’s and continued to softly touch him, Brandon’s rage dropped to zero.

“Honey?” She didn’t understand Brandon’s radio silence. She talked a lot, but he hadn’t responded to anything. Was it possible that he was really upset?

“Can you just say something?” Natalie played the lady he was holding. Her eyes were sharp and unclouded.

Brandon, lost in his own world of thoughts, looked at her. His eyes traveled from her full forehead to the tip of her nose, and then to her luscious lips and her cleavage below her collarbone.

He could not get enough of her. He bent down, wr*pped his arms around her slender waist, and p**ssed her against the passenger seat.

“No…” Natalie grabbed Brandon’s fingers to stop the man from unhooking her bra.

“I’m still fuming!” She was cut off by Brandon. Squinting his eyes, he gave her a menacing stare.

His somewhat shallow breathing betrayed the intense desire he felt. “Don’t you owe me something? It’s about time.”

Natalie gave in at last since she knew there was nothing she could say or do that would change his mind. “Come on, stop it! I bet that can wait for us to get home, right?”

joked with him some more as she helped him undo his

down and unb**toned her pants, saying, “That won’t cut it. I

car window, as the sun lowered, the twilight

Natalie’s senses seemed heightened. She held the man’s thick c*ck and tried to guide it inside her. However, Brandon was far more well-endowed than most. In addition, the angle was wrong for the way she was sitting

to sweat, Brandon grasped hold of Natalie’s waist with both hands and slid inside her inch

now, and the feeling of being

took Natalie in his arms,

them were reaching the heights of e*cstasy, Natalie suddenly gasped in horror, “Oh,

didn’t use condoms, right?” Brandon patted Natalie on

they’d had s*x. Brandon

stroked Natalie’s flat stomach and began to

own waist, which was a bit of a struggle. Brandon’s body was beautifully built, and if there had been any women outside the car,

ever let anyone else

he could see were Natalie’s plump bre@sts heaving, her n**ples standing to attention. He grasped hold of her soft bre@sts. She felt amazing. Natalie was twisting her soft, smooth waist in passion. He was still so

books at home. In those comics, whenever a woman had s*x with a man, she’d always twist her waist up and down, or in circles. This would always excite the man

Brandon’s defined abs, Natalie began to move like the women in the erotic

his member r*bbed against the sensitive walls of her vagina, causing

He swallowed and r*bbed Natalie’s

was seductive and enchanting, and her waist was