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.

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

e*jacu*lated into her body. Natalie’s mouth was

d*eeper with each call until it filled her d*eepest part, and the liquid became a white fine foam, flowing from the meeting point of their bodies and

was sl*ppery with sweat, and Brandon’s

breath. Her hair was tangled. It clung to her neck and her flushed cheeks.

the bathroom?” Brandon shrugged into a bathrobe.

She couldn’t even

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 against his ch*st, Natalie felt sleepy. She yawned and asked,

open your own studio.” Brandon played with Natalie’s hair. He inhaled the fragrance

caressed Natalie’s b*rea*sts, then heard a gentle snore escape her nostrils…

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 saw it was

late!” Natalie exclaimed. She sprang up from the

on Brandon, who was

Upon seeing the flustered look on Natalie’s face, he chuckled and asked, “Do you know what day it

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

I was so

with an affectionate gaze. “We don’t usually get to

grown accustomed to early mornings and

Natalie had no intention of going back to bed, Brandon decided to get up as well. With

Natalie was about to make a sandwich,

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