Chapter 870

Sheena was utterly exhausted, her voice soft and weary, yet her tone carried an air of authority.

Elliot deflated instantly, surrendering himself to her as he lay on top of her.

Even so, he could not help but test the waters, asking in his magnetic voice, “Honey, how about you sleep for three hours, and at exactly noon, we have another round?”

Sheena remained silent, her waist aching terribly, almost on the verge of giving out.

Fully recovered from his illness and having gone eleven months without being intimate with Sheena, Elliot seemed insatiable, like a starving wolf.

Sheena could not help but regret her choice of such an energetic man as her husband.

Was it too late to throw him out of the window?

Lost in her thoughts, Sheena did not respond to Elliot.

Soon, Elliot’s restless hands under the blanket continued to roam her skin.

“Aren’t you tired at all?”

“Not really. I’m tired but happy. It’s double the pleasure!” Elliot touched her face, caressing her delicate checks.

Sheena gritted her teeth. Her mind was clouded with endless fatigue, unable to feel an ounce of happiness.

To exhaust Elliot’s boundless energy, she had an idea..

“Since you’re not tired, then roll out of bed and do at least five hundred and twenty push–ups,

counting as you go.”

“Why

remained unfazed. “Consider it your way of expressing love for me,

giving me.”

a loss

for her, Elliot had no choice but to comply, especially

no challenge for him.

cheek and swiftly rolled out of bed, neatly putting on

and stunning upper body, he positioned his arms on

voice lazily drifted from the bed. “Remember

she spoke, Elliot

three… and so

rhythm of his counting, Sheena drifted off

Elliot’s counting once more. However, after managing to catch up

the headboard, she quietly observed Elliot doing push–ups on the

hundred and

voice was noticeably less crisp than

with a thin layer of sweat, and the carpet beneath him was stained darker in several

asking,

deep breath and smiled

why Elliot liked to put on a

mischievous thought popped into her mind.

wrapped herself in a robe from the coat rack, leaving

visible.

cross–legged on his back, exerting her full weight

intense activity from the previous night and over three hundred

sitting on him, he noticeably felt the

sat poised as if she was meditating, staring at the back of

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