The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 707

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.

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

mouth was wide; her throat too dry

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

was sl*ppery with sweat, and Brandon’s d*esire

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

Brandon shrugged into a bathrobe. His

her head. She couldn’t even raise

a great idea for you to call your studio Iris.” Leaning against his ch*st, Natalie felt sleepy. She yawned and

your own studio.” Brandon played with Natalie’s hair. He inhaled the fragrance of her body and k**sed her. “Honey, let’s

gentle snore

window, Natalie stirred from her sleep. She struggled to sit up as her body felt sore all over after a night

I’m late!” Natalie exclaimed. She sprang up from the bed and began to

fit of panic, she accidentally stepped on Brandon, who was still in a deep

on Natalie’s face, he chuckled and

checked the date on her phone. The anxiety and panic that had crept into her vanished in an

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

back here then,” Brandon said while looking at Natalie with an affectionate

accustomed to early mornings and eschewed sleeping in. To her, it was a waste of her precious

to bed, Brandon decided to get up as well. With that,

Natalie was about to make a sandwich, her

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