Chapter 153: Thirty-Six Positions
Ophelia sat on top of him, her long dark hair flowing, her cheeks slightly flushed. Her outer robe slid off, revealing ultimate temptation.
And she happened to be sitting right on top of him. Which man could resist that?
Ophelia realized what she was sitting on and felt a bit embarrassed.
She tossed her hair and slowly leaned downwards. One hand supported the bed, and the other hand caressed his face, moving slowly down... and slowly started undoing his buttons.
Finnegan had a smile on his face, as if he was enjoying Ophelia's actions.
His gaze fell on her chest.
As her body leaned forward, her chest was clearly exposed. Her breasts, seemingly about to burst out of her sleepwear...
Finnegan tilted his head back slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing, and he held her waist tightly.
Ophelia started kissing him, showing him through her actions that she liked being on top.
Her kisses had become skillful, all thanks to his guidance.
She intentionally teased and tempted him, refusing to satisfy him too quickly.
"You little devil," Finnegan chuckled, unable to cry or laugh. How could he not have figured out her intentions?
She leaned over him, her eyes seductive. "You gave me so much dowry, we can't end it too quickly. Foreplay can make up for any lacking performance."
"Lacking performance?" Finnegan raised an eyebrow. "Are you questioning your husband's endurance, Ophelia?"
Ophelia remained silent.
Damn his pride. He could tolerate anything else, but his sexual abilities couldn't be questioned.
She laughed. "I'm afraid I won't be able to... ah..."
Before she finished speaking, he flipped her over and pressed her beneath him.
As he did so, he lifted her skirt, showing his eagerness to possess her.
That night, they were even more wild and adventurous than before, trying every possible position.
Her face flushed. "How could it... be this pleasurable..."
It was also the first time Finnegan had experienced such intense pleasure, ten times more pleasurable than before.
Even if it meant exhausting himself on top of her, he was willing.
He was willing to lie in bed with her forever.
Finnegan anticipated Celia's next move, so he went to Orchid Garden to throw her off, but Celia had already left. He then attempted to find Ophelia's rented apartment but was unsuccessful.
Celia could only feel anxious and frustrated.
Celia worried that if time dragged on, there would be trouble. Ophelia and Finnegan got married, and if they were to get pregnant again, it would be too late.
The night grew darker.
Seeing that Magnus, who was trending, called Ophelia, but she couldn't get through.
Seraphina said sarcastically, "At this time, Ophelia is definitely with Finnegan. Where would she have time to answer your call?"
Seraphina was not wrong. Ophelia and Finnegan had already moved their battlefield to the bathroom. Their phones were in the room, on silent, completely oblivious to Magnus's call.
Steam filled the bathroom as water poured down from the showerhead. They embraced each other, with him resting on her back, holding each other tightly...
Magnus called twice but gave up.
He had worked all day and was very tired. One room in the rental house was occupied by Jett Cobb, and the other room was occupied by Tobias Cobb and Mrs. Riley. Magnus and Seraphina slept on the couch every night.
Magnus asked, "Seraphina, how's your job?"
"It's just okay. It's exhausting, and I can't earn much money." Seraphina felt guilty. She never went to work; she would just go out for a walk and come back at night.
Magnus encouraged her, saying, "You'll get used to it. As long as you can endure hardships, everything will be fine."
Seraphina was tired of hearing this kind of talk.
She didn't believe that enduring hardships would bring in money.
Seraphina hesitated and said, "Magnus, I'm moving out tomorrow. I'll rent a place with my colleagues to make it easier for work."
Seraphina was giving up on Magnus. She couldn't rely on him for everything. Magnus had so many burdens to shoulder now; how could he take care of her?
Seraphina knew she had to find her own way out.
Magnus wasn't stupid. How could he not understand Seraphina's intention?
It was inconvenient for her to stay here. How could she feel comfortable?
"Well, it's fine. It's not convenient for you to stay here now. If you don't have enough money, just let me know."
The lights in the room were off, and in order not to disturb the people in the other room, they spoke in hushed voices.
Seraphina lay on the other end of the couch, looking at Magnus sitting on the sofa. They were alone in the room, a man and a woman. Magnus exuded male hormones, which made her feel a little unsettled.
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