My Bratty Wife
Chapter 183 - Hundred And Eighty Three

Chapter 183: Chapter Hundred And Eighty Three

With a loud, guttural growl, Ryan flipped Suzy onto her belly. Before she could protest, he grabbed her ankles and dragged her towards him, her torso flat on the bed, ass stuck up high.

Ryan leaned forward, the head of his engorged cock nudging at her soaked entrance. He grasped her hips firmly, his hands digging into her soft flesh. "Spread those legs wider for me, Cassandra," he grunted.

With a primal growl, Ryan plunged deep into Suzy’s wet heat, gripping her hips like they were handles as he set a relentless pace.

Her walls clamp around him, milking him eagerly. "Is this what you’ve been waiting for, my love?" he pants, slamming into her roughly, knowing she can take it. She squeals with delight, begging for more. "Yes! I miss this so much. I miss you so much."

"just how much did you miss me, Cassandra?" He asked, his voice husky.

Suzy replied " A lot."

Ryan smirked, his thrust became faster fueled by her words. "you are going to be the death of me, Cassandra Blackmore."

"Yes, Ryan, harder!" Suzy moaned, her face pressed into the pillow. Ryan gripped her hips tighter, driving himself into her.

" You really have me wrapped around your little finger. Hm.... Don’t you?" He said in between thrust.

In one swift motion, he laid her on the bed to face him, her ankles over his shoulders, allowing for an even deeper penetration. He pounds into her fiercely, her screams of ecstasy filling the room.

"Ryan... Ryaaaannn, please." She screams his name, her voice echoing through the empty room and beyond. She was sure that at this point the whole chateau could hear her voice.

Ryan wrapped his fingers around the back of her neck, squeezing gently. "Look at me, Cassandra," he demanded, their eyes locking. He pushed himself deeper, almost splitting her in two. " Don’t close your eyes."

Their bodies writhed and slammed against each other. " Look at your husband." He growled.

He felt Suzy’s walls tighten around him, her inner muscles pulsing as she came undone beneath him.

With a roar, Ryan released into her, his cock pulsing with a raw intensity that shook them both. He splashed inside her, coating her insides, his cum running down her thighs.

Spent and trembling, Ryan collapsed beside her, his arm wrapped around her waist pulling her closer. "I’m sorry I couldn’t control myself. I hope I didn’t hurt you?" He asked.

Suzy shook her head indicating a `no’.

He smiled, kissing her forehead "You’re the best thing that’s ever been mine, Cassandra." He said, trying to catch his breath. Suzy melted against him, holding him tightly feeling satisfied and refusing to let go.

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The sun streamed across Suzy’s face, its warm rays filtering through the sheer curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. A gentle breeze stirred the curtains, causing them to sway rhythmically. The sounds of birds chirping outside filled the air, a cheerful symphony of morning.

Suzy slowly opened her eyes, her eyelids fluttering as she adjusted to the light. "It’s morning," she murmured, her voice laced with a hint of disappointment. She had half-expected, half-hoped, that Ryan would still be beside her, but she knew he would have left for Carleton early.

"He needed to leave for Carleton quickly anyway," she reasoned, trying to dismiss the pang of loneliness that tugged at her heart. "I just have to figure out what that idiotic Evan is up to." His words from the night before still lingered in her mind, a dark cloud of unease.

She glanced down, noticing she was still naked beneath the sheets. A soft blush crept up her cheeks as the memories of the previous night flooded back. She looked up, a small giggle escaping her lips. "I’m satisfied enough," she thought, a contented smile playing on her lips. "This should keep me going for a while."

She turned her gaze towards the window, watching a male bird fly towards a tree, carrying a worm in its beak. The female bird waited patiently, her eyes fixed on her mate. "I should have told him to stay till lunch," Suzy mused, a hint of regret in her voice. She missed him already, the warmth of his body beside hers, the sound of his voice, the feeling of his touch.

She turned to her other side, her eyes widening slightly as she noticed a letter resting on Ryan’s side of the bed. She reached for it, her fingers tracing the familiar handwriting on the envelope. A small smile touched her lips. He had left a note, just for her. She unfolded the paper and began to read the contents, her heart warming with each word:

"Good morning, my dear Cassandra,

When you open your eyes, you would realize your husband isn’t beside you. I sincerely hope you aren’t too disappointed and you would forgive this Inconsiderate husband of yours for leaving you all alone. I apologize for worrying you so much last night. Thank you for letting me leave properly. Thank you for worrying about my journey and health. Thank you for caring about me. Thank you for giving me your precious heart. It aches my soul knowing you are not by my side, but I’ll try my best to finish all these quickly so that I can come back to you. I look forward to seeing you again.

My Duchess,

My Cassandra,

My Wildflower."

A soft smile spread across Suzy’s face as she read the words, her heart warming at his thoughtfulness. She carefully folded the letter and turned the envelope over. On the back, he had written, "To My Wildflower." At the bottom, he had added a small note: "That’s because you remind me of the wildflowers that grow In mother’s rose garden. Even when she uproots them, they still come back. They are stubborn, just like you."

Suzy chuckled softly, her smile widening. She loved the way he described her, the way he saw her. She felt a warmth spread through her, a sense of belonging, a feeling of being truly seen and appreciated. She held the letter close to her chest, her heart overflowing with love.

She placed the letter on the bedside table, her gaze drifting towards the window. The sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing, and the day held the promise of new beginning. She was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing that Ryan was thinking of her, that he loved her, that she was his wildflower. My