Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 905

Chapter 905 Extra Story of Working Off the Books

By the time everyone finished eating, chatting, and having fun, it was already past

midnight. The drivers then sent everyone home.

This time, Yennifer stayed with Greta at Alderbrook in Cedonia. She didn't return to her old home, probably to avoid stirring up old memories.

Emelie and William, however, stayed at the old house.

As soon as William walked through the door, he scooped Emelie up in his arms. Instinctively, Emelie wrapped her arms around his neck and looked down at him in confusion. "What are you doing?"

Without saying a word, William tilted his head up and kissed her. Emelie didn't resist. She let him kiss her as he carried her upstairs into the bedroom and the bathroom.

He placed her on the bathroom counter and began kissing and lightly nibbling her neck. Emelie squinted her eyes slightly.

Since she hadn't gone to work that day, her outfit was more casual.

She wore a champagne-colored satin suit that shimmered slightly, which perfectly complemented her skin tone. The notched lapel jacket was vintage and elegant, and the A- line skirt was a mix of a front skirt and back pants.

Though four months pregnant, her belly was only slightly noticeable, so her clothing hadn't changed much.

Underneath, she wore a sleeveless, rhinestone-embellished tank top. The rounded neckline exposed her fair neck, now marked with several of William's kisses, and her jacket had slipped off her shoulders.

Unable to help herself, Emelie hooked one leg around him. The warmth of his breath made her skin tingle, and she couldn't help but giggle. Grabbing his hair, she asked in a rare, soft voice, "What are you doing? Do you want it?"

William looked up. His eyes were slightly flushed with desire. His voice was huskier than usual. "I just want to kiss you all over."

It was a request she couldn't refuse.

Emelie tugged on his hair and, with a casual flick of her wrist, removed her pearl bracelet and watch, setting them aside to keep them from getting wet. This gesture was her way of giving in to his sudden desire.

William smiled, tossed their clothes into the laundry basket, and, while unfastening her back clasp, carried her into the shower.

Though they were past the first trimester and hadn't been intimate in a long time, William focused entirely on her that night.

He used his lips and hands, familiar enough with her to know exactly how to make her happy.

The sound of running water filled the air.

Since they were the only ones in the house, the occasional moans didn't matter. However, Emelie was reserved by nature, and no matter how much he coaxed, she rarely let herself go.

let out a soft

her lip and hold back while clutching William's shoulders

the shower. Her cheeks were flushed, her skin warm and soft as she leaned weakly

mat by the window, where she loved to sit. Emelie didn't quite understand but was soon

couldn't get enough of kissing

care of, it still took a toll on her stamina. After the second round, all Emelie could do

clean with a wet towel

Her face was still flushed, and her body was still burning as if

soft and silky against her skin. After dressing

as her eyes lowered to look at the lower part of his body. She murmured, "What about

to help me?" William asked while taking her

it and felt it wouldn't be impossible. She started to

was too exhausted to even keep her eyes open. After kissing her lips, he said,

still hadn't fully settled, but William was already tucking her

The next morning.

Emelie woke up naturally.

her eyes and saw a pristine

confused. Hmm? Where was the starry ceiling she installed last month? Looking around again, she noticed

her, and she sat up to scan her surroundings. This place was completely unfamiliar. This

that the bed beneath her was moving. No, it wasn't the

called

came from outside.

something. After

a plate of freshly washed

bed and rushed

sea of clouds, soft like cotton, stretching out

turning around

now?"

walked over and gently pulled her onto the couch. "We're on a plane, Angel. A

am I on a private jet? How did I get here? Where

we going?"

deeply. I carried you on board. We're headed

was sweet,

locked on hers, he added, "Angel, everything's taken care of. Isn't it time we finally go

down his fingers to his wrist, she couldn't

acted upset. "Now I know why you wore me out

pregnant, she had been a deep sleeper. As long as

fact that she had slept through the whole ride

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