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.

bodies of the two intertwined, their breathing rough and uneven. M*oans echoed

body. Natalie’s mouth was wide; her throat too dry

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 fine foam, flowing from the meeting

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

gasped for breath. Her hair was tangled. It clung to her neck and her flushed cheeks. She gazed at Brandon’s contented

you to the bathroom?” Brandon shrugged into a bathrobe. His

head. She couldn’t even raise a

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

just worried we will have less time together after you open your own studio.” Brandon played with

b*rea*sts, then heard 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

Natalie exclaimed. She sprang up from the bed and began to

on Brandon, who was

and cried out in pain. Upon seeing the flustered look on Natalie’s

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

was so

here then,” Brandon said while looking at Natalie with an affectionate gaze. “We don’t usually

hesitation. When she started working, she had grown accustomed to early mornings and eschewed sleeping in. To

of going back to bed, Brandon decided to

just as Natalie was about