Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

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.

most she'd do was, at the peak of her pleasure, let out a soft sound, like a

rest of the time, she'd bite her lip and hold back

shower. Her cheeks

where she loved to sit. Emelie

get enough of kissing

took a toll on her stamina. After the second round, all Emelie could do was gasp

clean with a wet towel and carried

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

fabric was soft and silky against her skin.

at the lower part of his body. She murmured, "What about

you offering to help me?" William asked while taking her hand and kissing the back

wouldn't be impossible. She started

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

settled, but William was already tucking her in. Soon after,

The next morning.

Emelie woke up naturally.

opened her eyes and saw a

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

flash of realization struck her, and she sat up to scan her surroundings. This place was completely unfamiliar. This wasn't the old

vaguely sensed that the bed beneath her was moving. No, it wasn't the bed. The entire

called out,

voice came from outside.

something. After reassuring her, he appeared

plate of

and rushed

saw was a vast sea of clouds, soft like cotton, stretching out under the blue

a long time before turning around to ask William, "Are we...

now?"

pulled her

confused. "Why am I on a private jet? How did I get

we going?"

We're headed to Thalassa right now."

watermelon was sweet, juicy, and

his gaze locked on hers, he added, "Angel, everything's taken care of. Isn't it time we finally go on our long-overdue

watermelon juice drip down his fingers to his wrist, she couldn't help but

acted upset. "Now I know why you wore me out last night! It was

long as he

slept through the whole ride from the house to the airport was