Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 514 - 530 How long until you remember me? (5)

Chapter 514: Chapter 530 How long until you remember me? (5)

Percy Stanton was gradually losing all reason, his hands began to roam dishonestly over Isabel Smith’s body, even slipping into her skirt. He peeled her underwear and felt the damp sensation from inside her. His body electrified, with a sharp jolt, the temperature began to rise, and his already swollen lower body suddenly felt as if it was about to explode.

He let go of her lips, his scorching hot lips traveled down her cheek to her neck, then unbuttoned her shirt and nibbled on her snowy clavicle and soft breasts.

Isabel Smith felt like her body was on fire and she became increasingly hot. She didn’t know if it was because of the overwhelming lust, her mind was muddled, and she gasped for air.

Percy Stanton was gently chewing on her breast, then suddenly lifted her up, raised his head, and kissed her, his hand rapidly tearing at her clothes. His movements were forceful, as if he desperately wanted to crush Isabel Smith to bits.

He casually threw the removed clothes to the ground, holding Isabel Smith with one hand and unbuckling his belt with the other.

Isabel Smith, worried about falling, wrapped her legs around his waist.

With a muffled groan, Percy Stanton nuzzled her breast through the disarrayed clothes while fumblingly unbuckling his belt. He carried her towards her bedroom.

Once Percy Stanton had Isabel Smith on the bed, he hastily wrestled out of his pants, then grabbed her legs, thrusting himself into her body.

In an instant, he felt himself enveloped by warm, tight, extremely stimulating sensation.

He did not move right away. He just laid on top of her body, head drooping to meticulously kiss her, then proceeded to remove their upper clothing completely.

The force of his kisses varied, sometimes gentle, sometimes intense. The woman beneath him occasionally shuddered, her insides clenching him from time to time, which made him breathe heavily. He gnawed at her teeth, unable to resist applying slight force.

Isabel Smith whimpered in pain, and only then did Percy Stanton quickly prop himself up and start moving.

...

George Vincent and several friends were dining in Bellshire. When they left, it was already 11 PM. As he was heading home alone in his car, he suddenly thought of Isabel Smith, pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked up Isabel Smith’s number, and dialed it.

Again, it was the shutdown reminder.

George Vincent couldn’t help but feel some irritation as he threw the phone onto the car seat. This was already the third day since Isabel Smith had disappeared.

In fact, he felt quite relieved that their engagement banquet had been disrupted into chaos by the sudden appearance of the Thompson Empire Group’s CEO.

Otherwise, he thought, he would have been the only one to appear at the engagement banquet that day. He wondered how the media would report on it.

At this thought, George Vincent tapped the gas pedal in annoyance and then stopped at the entrance to the Magnificent.

He was a member here, so he walked in unobstructed, then took out his mobile phone, dialed his friend’s number, and asked them to meet him here.

His usual room was 009, at the very back of the Magnificent. As he passed the back door, he saw a familiar figure turn a corner.

George Vincent hesitated for a moment, feeling that he must have seen wrong, then continued to walk forward, but he turned back after taking a few steps and headed toward the back door.

Before he got close, he heard a seductive female voice from outside: "Mr. Vincent, slow down, don’t be so impatient..."

"Little vixen... you invited me here via text, isn’t it for this?"

George Vincent stood outside the back door, listening to the man’s voice floating from the back, and his expression suddenly turned ugly.

"Ah..." The woman groaned softly, then uttered in a silky voice, "Stop it!"