The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chatper 644

Chapter 644

Natalie had a long face when they got home. Brandon pulled her into a hug before she could even turn on the light.

“I was just kidding. Don’t be mad.”

Natalie frowned. Brandon’s hand slid down bet**en her legs. He stroked her there. Struggling, she anxiously said, “Sir, stop. If your wife finds out, she will scold me.”

Brandon didn’t stop and instead p**ssed her against the wall.

“My wife is sleeping so you better keep your voice down, my little bodyguard,” he said playfully.

Natalie spun around, p**ssed her face against the wall, and gazed at Brandon.

“Sir…”

Swirling in the orange light of the setting sun, the curtain swung softly in the breeze.

Brandon’s gaze burned with lust. With one hand, he tightened his grip around Natalie’s waist, while the other raised her hip. Brandon hoisted Natalie up. In the midst of her struggle, the baseball cap she was wearing dropped, and her long, wavy hair flew in all directions, concealing her flushed face.

Brandon opened the bedroom door and immediately tossed Natalie onto the bed.

Brandon grasped Natalie’s chin, bent down and passionately k**sed her.

He then undressed and fondled Natalie’s behind before slapping her b**t. Natalie shook at the sharp sound. The desire in his scratchy voice was palpable.

“Sit on me, my little bodyguard.”

e*rect p*enis, which contrasted with his black hair and possessed masculine strength, and she bit her l*p at

little and had Brandon remove

A clear fluid had coated his

up the nerve to sit on Brandon’s powerful abdomen, and his taut muscles clung to her warm stomach. Brandon’s large p*enis r*bbed gently over Natalie’s moist

show off her white lace bra. Brandon undid her shoulder strap, revealing a pair of round

of lovely.” The softness of her b*reasts prompted Brandon

with her br***ts. She couldn’t help but throw her head back

that she was sitting on him didn’t

she couldn’t get it inside her. Brandon, perspiring heavily, sq***zed into

was stuffed. Natalie lay in Brandon’s arms and spoke in a sweet voice, “Sir…

her hear it,” Brandon murmured, caressing her soft b**tock and muttering in

nice

and moved her h*ps with difficulty. His body was

vantage point, he could see that Natalie’s huge b*reasts were shaking and that her

wriggle as she gently stroked

felt a peculiar weakness and

pursed, felt an indescribable pleasure. He stroked Natalie’s b*reasts more vigorously and added,

after hearing this. Her vision hazed and her

the sun filtered in through the blinds. She turned around and stretched her arms, groaning,

put on her crimson

the servants as

moment. Mr. Larson is preparing breakfast for

“Really?” Natalie asked, amazed.

Natalie headed into the kitchen in disbelief. So, it

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