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.

of her pleasure, let out a soft

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

the first time, William carried her out of the shower. Her cheeks were flushed, her skin warm and soft as she leaned

where she loved to sit. Emelie didn't quite understand

couldn't get enough

took a toll on her stamina.

a wet towel and

half-sitting against the pillows. Her face was still flushed, and her body was still

soft and silky against her skin. After dressing

eyes lowered to look at the lower

taking her hand and kissing

about it and felt it wouldn't be impossible.

couldn't bear to see her exert herself when she was too exhausted to even keep her eyes open. After kissing

was already tucking her in. Soon after, she drifted off into a

The next morning.

Emelie woke up naturally.

and saw

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

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

vaguely sensed that the bed beneath her was moving. No, it

she called out,

from outside. "I'm

to be busy with something. After

of freshly washed and

already jumped out of bed and rushed to the window. She

vast sea of clouds, soft like cotton, stretching out under the blue sky that seemed to

a long time before turning around to ask William,

now?"

over and gently pulled her onto the couch. "We're on a

was even more confused. "Why am I on a private jet?

we going?"

you on board. We're headed to

sweet, juicy,

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

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

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

been a deep sleeper. As long as he was gentle,

the fact that she had slept through the whole ride from the

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