Chapter 342 Mrs. Whitaker, Take Care of Yourself

Cecilia thought, 'There was definitely no escape tonight.'

She hadn't even thought about escaping.

She even saw the bed she was lying on, scattered with petals, clearly meticulously arranged.

The two of them looked at each other from such a close distance, breathing heavily.

Alaric suddenly got up from her.

Just as Cecilia breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking Alaric needed time to percolate his emotions, she saw Alaric stand up, only to make it easier to take off his clothes.

She watched him take off his black suit jacket, and then he loosened his tie.

Then, one button at a time, he unbuttoned his shirt.

Throughout the process, Alaric's eyes stayed on her, watching her face blush unconsciously, watching her in her slightly formal business attire, which at this moment, due to its perfect tailoring, accentuated her alluring curves.

Alaric's Adam's apple visibly bobbed up and down.

He unbuttoned his shirt but didn't take it off completely.

He got back on the bed.

Cecilia instinctively moved her body back.

As Alaric approached, her nerves intensified and she retreated further, until there was no escape.

She just watched Alaric, his devastatingly handsome face approaching hers, both of them able to feel each other's breath, seemingly creating a chemical reaction.

Alaric suddenly reached out, and Cecilia was startled.

Her body's tremor made Alaric chuckle.

Cecilia was angry.

She thought, 'What is so funny?

Couldn't she be nervous for the first time?'

Alaric's large hand caressed Cecilia's cheek.

The fright just now instantly turned into a touch on her heart.

Her heart was just beating wildly out of control.

"Don't be afraid," Alaric's voice was incredibly gentle and indulgent.

Her eyes watched Alaric get closer bit by bit.

His lips kissed hers.

At a moment of deepening, Cecilia turned away.

Alaric was stunned for two seconds.

Slowly, he moved closer again.

When he moved closer, Cecilia dodged again.

Alaric said, "You still don't want to?"

He wasn't angry.

He just asked her calmly.

Cecilia lightly pressed her lips together, choosing to remain silent.

Alaric didn't force her to answer either.

He touched her hair, seeming to forgive her rejection, then chuckled, "Anyway, I've been waiting for you for more than just a day or two."

He thought, 'So what if I waited a few more days?'

And he always had the illusion that he had really waited for her a lifetime...

Alaric got up to leave, but Cecilia reached out and grabbed his arm.

Alaric's eyes moved slightly.

"I don't know why, clearly I'm in love, clearly I've agreed, clearly I've prepared everything, but at the last moment, I instinctively reject it," Cecilia said, seemingly explaining.

"It's okay," Alaric said generously.

A second ago, she could feel all his emotions.

In the next second, he was really calm, as if the man just now was an illusion.

"I think, maybe because I've been through it once, so I have an instinctive reaction, worried that in the end, it won't end well," Cecilia said lightly, really telling Alaric why she rejected him.

Alaric nodded, "Okay, I understand. I won't force you. Take as long as you need."

He indulged her in everything.

In fact, he knew her period had ended, but because Cecilia hadn't given her consent, he chose to endure for a night.

As long as she rejected, he would compromise.

"Alaric," Cecilia's dark eyes looked straight at him.

Under the light, the light in Cecilia's eyes was pure and clear.

She said, "I just want to tell you, even though I'm so scared, I'm still willing to let you touch me."

Alaric was obviously stunned.

"Because I really love you," Cecilia confessed.

Cecilia used to think love was hard to say.

She used to think love was heavy and couldn't be said lightly.

She realized now that it was love that came out of her mouth when she was truly in love.

She took the initiative to kiss Alaric.

Cecilia kissed the stiff, suddenly motionless Alaric.

It wasn't the first time he heard her say she loved him.

Every time, it seemed to bring him immense shock.

Every time, it made his heart beat wildly.

He held the back of Cecilia's head, uncontrollably deepening their kiss...

As the night filled in, Alaric's exasperated voice suddenly sounded in the room, "Cecilia, you're really going to drive me crazy!"

Cecilia's rejection angered Alaric.

Cecilia felt a bit wronged.

She said, "I just wanted you to turn off the light."

The light was off.

In the dark, Cecilia said, "Alaric..."

"Don't talk."

A few seconds of silence.

Slowly, "Alaric..."

"Cecilia! I'm telling you, even if your period has come again, you won't escape tonight!" Alaric said.

She thought, 'Didn't he just say he wouldn't force her?

Men's words are nothing but lies!'

"Alaric..."

"What do you want!" Alaric was about to collapse.

He thought, 'Wasn't it just sleeping with his wife?

Why is it so hard?'

"I just wanted to say..." Cecilia hugged Alaric, whispering in his ear, "Don't be nervous."

Then Cecilia took the initiative to get closer to him.

The next day, Cecilia moved her sore body.

Last night was indeed too indulgent.

Alaric, who was not very smooth at first, became unrestrained later.

She should have been very angry.

But thinking about everything that happened last night, the corners of her mouth uncontrollably lifted into a sweet smile.

For the first time, she felt that sex was beautiful and not just enduring.

She turned over, looking at the empty bed beside her.

Alaric was gone, and he had left early.

As he left, she sensed his light steps and his reluctance.

He kissed her lips, ultimately not waking her, and left.

And she, sleepy, only vaguely felt Alaric say in her ear, "Mrs. Whitaker, take care of yourself."

Cecilia forced herself to get out of bed.

Her whole body was incredibly sore.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed to wash up.

Suddenly, there was a big hole in the bed sheet.

It looked like someone had cut out a piece from the middle with scissors.

It felt very eerie.

Suddenly, she thought of her fluids from the previous night.

The fluids seemed to have fallen right there.

She thought, 'So does Alaric cut it out and take it away?'

Thinking of this scene, Cecilia couldn't help but feel a bit creeped out!

She thought, 'Damn it!

Was Alaric a pervert?

He keeps such things.'

Deserted Wife Strikes Back
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