Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 854 - 872: Extra - Suddenly Missing You (16)

Chapter 854: Chapter 872: Extra - Suddenly Missing You (16)

Ella Adams’ nervousness gradually disappeared, so when Clarence Cooper seemingly unintentionally, bit by bit, moved closer to her side, she pretended not to know. Finally, Clarence circled her waist, and her body tensed slightly, but still maintained a calm posture. Then she clearly felt his finger, stroking her body through her clothes bit by bit.

Clarence looked like a veteran of romance, his movements gentle and well controlled, and he was good at creating an atmosphere. He even leaned close to her ear, blowing hot breath, and using a gentle tone, praising her: "Ella, you’re so beautiful..."

Ella’s gaze instantly became hazy, and her mind immediately flashed back to the time she and Elijah Smith were on the big bed in the Bellshire Apartment in the Capital. Holding her, somewhat nervously and not knowing where to begin, despite having been with many women before, Elijah appeared like a newcomer, sweat dripping down his face as he bent down repeatedly, kissing the corner of her lips, and looking at her several times with determination, asking: "Ella, is it really okay?"

Finally, she took the initiative to stretch out her hand and remove her own clothes, as well as his. It was her first time doing such a thing; her face flushing with embarrassment as she desperately tried to hide in his arms, so as not to be seen.

Then, she leaned against his chest, clearly hearing the sound of his heartbeat pounding vigorously, his body trembling lightly, as his fingers, with a touch of reverence, slowly caressed her entire body, then gently kissed all over.

At that time, his actions couldn’t really be considered flirting, but they just so happened to stir her emotions. However, because it was her first time, when he went in, she couldn’t help but feel pain. He looked even worse than her, nervously pulling out, his fingers unsure where to touch her, his mouth continually repeating: "Ella, I’m sorry, Ella, I’m sorry..."

He held back his discomfort, but endured it, hugging her, touching her back, comforting her, saying: "We won’t do it again; we won’t do it again..."

Her resentment and anger that had welled up in her heart from the pain vanished instantly, and she was filled with happiness. After the pain had subsided, she didn’t know if it was because the wounds had healed and she’d forgotten them, but, in any case, she lay on top of him, whispering in a low voice: "Elijah, can we try it again, please?"

The next try wasn’t perfect either, but she was willing to endure the pain for him, persisting to the end.

Truth be told, unlike those novels where the male protagonist feels pleasure instantly after entering, it was still an uncomfortable feeling. He didn’t even last a long time, probably holding back for her sake for so long, and it was over quickly. For a first-timer like her, it still felt very long.

Afterwards, he fetched a cloth for her, and as she looked at the bloodstains on the bed sheet, she felt overwhelmingly sweet.

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Clarence was deeply immersed in the emotions, he reached out and took the high-footed glass from Ella’s hand, placing it on the table, and then placing his lips,