Chapter 281 Give You What You Love to Eat
Elizabeth gagged over the sink for a while.
She hadn't eaten anything today, so all she could throw up was bile. After she was done, she felt a bit better. She splashed some water on her face, rinsed her mouth, and slowly walked out.
With her head down, she walked slowly down the hallway and accidentally bumped into someone.
She quickly apologized, "Sorry," and then turned to walk along the wall.
The black shoes of the person followed her steps.
Elizabeth, sensing something, turned her head to see Michael towering over her, hands in his pockets, looking down at her.
He stepped closer and asked, "You okay?"
Elizabeth quickly nodded and replied, "Yeah, maybe I just ate too much."
Michael laughed sarcastically, "Really? What did you eat today that made you throw up? Air? Did you get bloated from eating nothing?"
Elizabeth thought to herself, 'Yeah, I ate a stomach full of bitterness.'
Before she could respond, Michael grabbed her arm and started pulling her outside the mansion.
She struggled as he dragged her along. "Michael, where are you taking me?" she shouted.
Without looking back, Michael said, "To the hospital. For a check-up."
Elizabeth continued to resist and said, "I don't need to go to the hospital. I just had a physical. I'm perfectly healthy!"
Hearing this, Michael suddenly stopped, and Elizabeth's head bumped into his chest.
Was his chest made of iron? It was so hard!
Elizabeth held her head in pain.
Michael pulled her up and said, "You're perfectly healthy but throwing up for no reason? Elizabeth, are you... pregnant?"
At this, Elizabeth's head snapped up, accidentally bumping into Michael's chin.
This time, Michael rubbed his chin and looked at her helplessly. "Did you do that on purpose?" he asked.
Elizabeth apologized and lowered her head.
She really didn't mean to.
Seeing her stubborn look, Michael thought, 'If I force her to the hospital, she'll just get more upset.'
So he changed his mind and said, "Let's go to my room."
Elizabeth looked up and asked, "Not going to the hospital?"
Michael replied, "No."
Elizabeth asked, "What are we doing in your room?"
Michael responded, "Doing what needs to be done."
Hearing this, Elizabeth stopped in her tracks.
She felt that "what needs to be done" wasn't good, and it might be better to go to the hospital.
Michael saw her stop again and asked, "What's wrong now?"
Elizabeth said, "I want to go back to the hall."
Michael replied, "What for? There's nothing you like to eat there."
A playful smile appeared on his lips. He bent down slightly, his lips close to her ear. "Come to my room, and I'll give you something you like to eat."
Elizabeth was puzzled and asked, "What?"
Michael's voice was husky. "Me."
Elizabeth immediately understood what he meant. She pushed him and turned to run.
But how could she outrun Michael?
With his long legs and arms, he quickly caught her.
He simply picked her up to prevent her from running away again.
Elizabeth knew she couldn't escape today, so she lay in his arms, not bothering to struggle. Better to stay still and avoid drawing more attention.
Michael then carried her to his room and kicked the door shut.
He placed her on the bed and immediately started undressing.
Elizabeth sat up, coldly watching him. She said, "You really go straight to the point."
Michael took off his jacket and shoes, stepped onto the bed, and pushed her down, pressing himself on top of her. Without a word, he started kissing her deeply, as if he had been holding back for a long time.
At first, Elizabeth resisted, struggling under him, but Michael was too strong. He held both her hands with one of his and pinned her legs with his. She couldn't move at all.
As his kisses deepened, Elizabeth slowly gave up resisting.
Her breathing grew heavier, and soft moans escaped her lips.
Michael whispered in her ear, "Tell me, are you pregnant?"
Elizabeth, lost in the moment, replied, "Yes."
Michael's eyes narrowed like a wolf in the night. "Whose?" he asked.
Elizabeth shivered at his cold tone, snapping back to reality.
She raised her hand and slapped Michael without hesitation.
The crisp sound echoed in the quiet room, and both of them froze.
Elizabeth immediately felt a pang of fear.
She remembered Michael's vow to never forgive anyone who slapped him, and she'd just done it.
Elizabeth felt a surge of humiliation, thinking, 'But he'd said such a ridiculous question.'
Did Michael really think she was that kind of woman?
She tugged at her disheveled clothes, trying to get off the bed.
However, Michael held her down and said, "Are you afraid to say? Are you worried I'll go after the guy?"
Hearing this, Elizabeth didn't want to talk to him.
But she couldn't stop the tears from streaming down her face.
Seeing this, Michael reached out to wipe her tears and asked, "Is the baby mine?"
Elizabeth slapped his hand away and turned her back to him.
Michael turned her around and said, "I'm sorry."
Hearing this, Elizabeth cried even harder, unable to stop.
Michael could only comfort her from behind and said, "Don't cry. It's my fault. I shouldn't have asked that."
But Elizabeth kept crying.
Michael turned her face to him and gently kissed away her tears. Finally, Elizabeth stopped crying.
Michael looked at her, his expression softening. He said, "You're pregnant, so we can't be too rough when we make love, right?"
Elizabeth said, "Why do we need to make love? Didn't you say you wanted me to give you a child? Now we have one. What else do you need?"
Michael continued kissing her and replied, "I want you."
Elizabeth said, "The baby is still small. Making love could hurt him."
Michael struggled to speak. "Then help me."
Elizabeth asked, "How?"
He helped her sit up and removed the rest of his clothes.
He stood on the bed, positioning his erect member in front of her mouth.
Seeing this, Elizabeth turned her head away, embarrassed.
He gently turned her head back, a hint of pleading in his voice. "Please."
Elizabeth had never seen him like this and immediately softened.
Michael then bent down, guiding her trembling hand to his most sensitive part.
Her cool hand touched his member, and he couldn't help but moan softly.
Hearing this, Elizabeth panicked and asked, "What's wrong?"
Michael smiled encouragingly and replied, "Nothing. You're doing great, just like that. Keep going. I love it."
He guided her hand to move along his shaft.
But he wasn't satisfied with just that. He brought her head closer to his abdomen and pushed his manhood into her mouth.
His swollen member filled Elizabeth's mouth.
Elizabeth looked up at Michael, feeling lost.
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