The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 707

Brandon p**ssed Natalie against the bed and caressed from her s*hins all the way up to her t*highs. Natalie’s breathing quickened and hitched. Wait for me to finish my work,” she murmured.

“Give me two hours.” Brandon k**sed her neck and roughly pulled off her s*kirt and u*nderwear. The clothes fell on her feet.

Brandon lifted one of Natalie’s legs and put it over his shoulder. She was already w*et. “How w*et you are!” He marveled in a playful voice. Biting her lower l*p, Natalie’s eyes fell on the b*ulge bet**en Brandon’s legs.

Brandon removed his clothes, exposing his long, thick p*enis. Holding it, he r*bbed himself against Natalie s welcoming p*uss*y.

“Be gentle…” Natalie pushed against the tips of her toes and widened her legs. Each time he entered her, she became w*tter.

Brandon slowly unb**toned Natalie’s shirt, exposing her pure white, lace bra. Her pink n*ipples strained against the delicate material, begging him to touch them. Natalie s mouth opened unconsciously. Brandon r*bbed her b*rea*sts forcefully.

“Ah,” she m**ned. “Ah… Ah… Honey…”

Brandon hooked Natalie’s other leg over his shoulder and th**st deeper. She felt him against the deepest parts of her body and trembled involuntarily.

When Brandon th**st into her with all his strength, she was tight but yielding, embracing his p*enis, squeezing him. It felt comfortable, natural. He increased the speed of his t*hrusts. The bed sheet tangled beneath them Natalie’s fi**gers clutched the pillow. She could not speak.

Brandon had found her most s*ensitive spot.

He p**ssed against it, and she trembled all over. Her m*oans were intermittent. She shed joyful tears.

of the two intertwined, their breathing rough and uneven. M*oans echoed bet**en them,

e*jacu*lated into her body. Natalie’s mouth was wide; her throat too

flowed bet**en her t*highs. Brandon’s eyes were unfocused. He called her name in a low voice, and his thick, long, hard p*enis pushed d*eeper with each call until it filled her d*eepest part, and the liquid became a white

and Brandon’s d*esire had been

the pillow, Natalie gasped for breath. Her hair was tangled. It clung to her neck and her flushed cheeks. She gazed at

to the bathroom?” Brandon shrugged into a bathrobe. His body glowed,

head. She couldn’t even raise a

returned to the bed and held her in his arms. He combed the tangles out of her long hair with his slender fi**gers. “I think it’s a great idea for you to call your studio Iris.” Leaning

studio.” Brandon played with Natalie’s hair. He inhaled the

a gentle snore escape her nostrils… Natalie had

first rays of sunlight crept through the window, Natalie stirred from her sleep. She struggled to sit up as her body felt sore all over after a night of action. She checked the time on her phone. Her eyes widened in shock when she

late!” Natalie exclaimed. She sprang up from the bed and began to put

accidentally stepped on Brandon, who was still in

on Natalie’s face, he chuckled and

on her phone. The anxiety and panic that had crept into her vanished in

my, God. I was so scared. I thought it was

said while looking at Natalie with an affectionate gaze.

Natalie turned down his suggestion without hesitation. When she started working, she had grown accustomed to

decided to get up as

kitchen, just as Natalie was about to make a