My Paranoid Lover (Lance Mason)

Chapter 60

Chapter 60 Aren’t you?

I was stuck in Lance’s mansion for a long time, he was busy but he still came over to check up on me

once per few days.

The Lay Water Park was going to start its construction soon according to the news, but I didn’t know if

Lance changed anything from his file. I went to check it in his study room again and everything was the

same. I had a bad feeling that what I saw was not real.

But there’s no reason for Lance to put a fake file in his own computer, right?

“The flowers are going to drown soon.” A familiar voice sounded from behind me.

I was surprised and jumped a little, the water in the watering pail splashed onto my legs and wet my

pants.

“Careless little girl, what were you thinking about?” Lance bent down and carried

me up, I put my hands around his neck.

He put me on the bed and tried to pull my pants off. I stopped him and said: “I‘m having my period.” Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Lance scoffed and said: “Are you planning to wear a wet pants the whole day?” then he took

of my pants, leaving me in my panties.

I got up and went to put on a new pair of pants under his vision.

He then walked behind me and hugged me from behind. His lips landed on my neck, his huge hands st

arting to fondle my breasts. He was never gentle when it comes to this, and I felt a little discomfort.

Lance’s kiss got more and more

passionate and he slowly took off my clothes. I could feel him getting excited down there, so I got worri

ed if he was going to have period sex like last time.

He suddenly turned me around and make me look at him. Then he lowered down his lips and planted a

hard kiss on my lips.

I could felt his passion in the kiss, a little different from his previous kiss. The

most important thing was, I‘m on period.

Lance kissed me for a little while longer and started to unbuckle his belt. Seems like overestimated my

worth, he didn‘t care about my body at all.

After taking off his pants, he let go of my lips and caressed

it with his thumb. With a voice filled with lust, he said: “Jennie, I don’t want to take cold shower to get

rid of this……what can you do to help me?”

I knew what he meant, I‘m not the innocent and clean girl anymore. I felt very disgusted, he wanted

a blowjob. I know I did it once for him before, but it was because of that one time that made me so

negligent this time,

I looked at him and begged: “Can I use my hand instead?”

His slightly red face turned a little cold and he said: “It’s either up there or down there. Choose

yourself.”

I lowered down my eyes, I knew his temper well. So I slowly kneeled down in front

of him and inched my lips towards his area.

Men have a smell down there, and it wasn’t pleasant. The smell made me wanted to gag,

Just when my tongue was about to touch the tip, I puked. I puked on the floor, tears forming in my

eyes.

I didn‘t dare look at Lance. He left me alone on the floor, puking, while he went to take a shower.

He came back out and said: “Aren‘t you disgusted by the vomit?”

I nodded and went to the bathroom. The dustbin was filled with tissue papers and the bathroom

smelled like semen, I started to gag again.

Igargled my mouth. When I came back from the bathroom, the floor was already cleaned by the

servants. Lance was not sitting on my make–up desk, touching my skin care sets.

He saw me and waved at me, gesturing me to go to him.

I approached him. He carried me onto his lap and rested his chin on my head. We

looked like a cute couple. I saw ourselves in the mirror, a handsome man and a gorgeous woman.

I admit we looked very matching.

Lance’s hand inserted under my bathrobe and touched my skin.

He looked at me through the mirror and asked: “Do you think I‘m dirty, that’s why you puked?”

I quickly shook my head and explained: “No, not at all. My stomach wasn’t feeling well so when I

smelled it, I puke……. sorry. I never think that you‘re dirty. Wait until I feel better and I‘ll……give you

heads okay?” I couldn‘t say ‘blowjob‘ out from my mouth…..

After listening to my explanation, Lance didn‘t ask my anything anymore. He moved his finger down

and touched me down there, although I was wearing a pad, he still pressed hard onto my clit. Women

are very sensitive during our menstrual period, his

Aren‘t you? touch made me shiver.

He asked: “How many days?”

I blushed and said: “Second day.”

He pinched my face and continued: “Have you been bored at home?”

Home? He called this my home? This was my prison!

I smiled and shook my head. “No, just bored sometimes, not all the time.”

“Do you want to travel? I‘ll fly both of us out.”

Without further thinking, I said: “Isn‘t Lay Water Park going to start next week, can you go overseas?”

From the mirror, I could see Lance’s face froze. I knew I said something I shouldn’t have.

He asked: “Oh? Seems like you’re interested in this project?”

I quickly shook my head. “No, I just saw it on the news and was just curious if you‘re free to go travel.”

Lance said: “Didn‘t you say you want to visit England? Then we depart tomorrow morning and come

back on Monday morning. It won‘t delay or affect my schedule. If I keep you here any

longer, I figured you‘re going to go mad soon. Then I will become bored if you went mad.”

I rested my head on his chest and said: “I‘m not a toy.”

I was really confused. He had been preparing for this project for a year, why was

he planning to fly me to England just a few days before the project starts?

“Aren’t you?” he asked back.

The smile from my face disappeared slowly and I said: “Yes, yes I am.”