Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

Blanca’s body was still leaning on the chair, but Matthew had already stretched out his hand to her. His hand pressed against the back of her head. He kissed her even more affectionately.

The girl smelled sexually sweet, like the purest stream water – Matthew couldn’t help but want more and more of her…

Matthew’s eyes were revealing profound passion, and his big palms almost involuntarily slid down Blanca’s slender waist, touching the sensitive skin covered under her shirt. And Matthew started breathing more heavily.

“Mhm…”

Blanca raised her head slightly, her lips were temptingly red and a bit swollen from the bite, and her eyes looked even sexier at the person in front of her.

He was Matthew Grant, the mysterious charming bachelor in Oakshire City, and in the meantime, he was the same man whose name was on her marriage certificate.

At this particular moment, his hands slid downward, “Blanca, do you still remember that you are my wife?” It was supposed to sound sarcastic – but now somehow it had sounded rather gentle and sweet from his lips. Matthew was surprised by what he had said as well.

Matthew’s forehead was against Blanca’s as if he could feel the temperature of her body.

“But I am NOT your real wife!”

Blanca said angrily. As soon as she finished speaking, Matthew frowned and couldn’t help kissing her again… He didn’t remember how he carried Blanca upstairs, opened the door, and walked towards the bed in a stride.

Matthew only remembered that he had been wanting to do this when he was in the bar with Charles White last night.

Blanca came back to her senses suddenly when her back landed on the soft bed. She finally realized what was going on and she tried to push Matthew away. But she felt like an emptying balloon – all her strength was emptied for some reason and she could not resist him at all.

…

…

Matthew seemed to be tireless. This was the second time in the same night – she was having such a pleasant time beneath him. She never had much experience in sex, but she felt indescribably beautiful.

Matthew let out a relief of satisfaction and looked at Blanca’s asleep face beside him.

In fact, she was not the kind that looked stunning at first glance. Her beauty was more like a piece of uncut jade, which needed to be polished slowly. Her delicate oval face was smooth, and her apricot eyes were shining with radiance, the bridge of her nose was small and exquisite, and her cherry-red lips seemed to be invitingly luring.

Matthew could feel his blood flushing towards between his legs again – he closed his eyes immediately, suppressing the desire in his heart. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his usual indifference.

The phone on the bedside rang, “Matthew, it’s almost the Dragon Boat Festival soon. Your dad would love to have you come back and make rice dumplings together. Now that you are married to Blanca, we are expecting both of you to come over. Are you free then?”

The call was made by Carrie Grant, and her words were full of temptation and flattery. Matthew knew that Carrie was afraid that he would get upset about her because of what happened last time, but he was not interested in maintaining any family life.

“I heard that Blanca was all by herself in Oakshire without any family or friends. How about you both come over today?” Carrie added, without having gotten an answer from Matthew.

Matthew was about to turn Carrie down. But then he saw Blanca, who was asleep sound and in peace next to him, somehow it touched the softest part inside his heart. Blanca must really look forward to enjoying family time…

“Alright, I will take her with me this afternoon.” Matthew agreed.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Carrie got all excited and immediately started preparation happily on the other side of the phone. In the meanwhile Matthew looked at Blanca who was deeply asleep, he couldn’t help but smile.

In the past few years, how many women have tried their best to throw themselves at Matthew, but it was really interesting that Blanca was something different…