My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him
Chapter 145: Good, You’re Asking for It

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Good, You’re Asking for It

Chloe Simpson gritted her teeth tightly, striving to restrain the urge within her.

But it seemed the more she tried to control it, the more unbearable it became.

Alexander Johnson’s subtle touches felt like thousands of feathers brushing over her Black Forest.

The itchiness almost reached a hundred percent.

The small opening beneath the forest was also very uncomfortable, an emptiness continuously surging wave after wave.

She kept tightening the little hole, her brows furrowed tightly.

Due to the sound she just made, she was now trying hard to control herself, not to make any sound.

Alexander Johnson had already seen through all of this, he was just waiting for an opportunity.

Waiting for the moment to climax, an opportunity where Chloe Simpson couldn’t resist.

Both of Alexander Johnson’s hands softly caressed her top and bottom for quite a while.

He saw Chloe Simpson’s sweat dripping down her temples and finally smirked.

The time had come!

His hands, which had been caressing her up and down, suddenly stopped.

At that moment, Chloe Simpson abruptly opened her eyes.

She instinctively glanced at Alexander Johnson, thinking that it was finally over.

Suddenly, Alexander Johnson’s hands pressed down on the small beans on her top and bottom parts.

"Mm!"

The tingling sensation, like an electric shock, instantly spread from the small beans above and below, through her limbs and torso, reaching every drop of blood and every cell.

Alexander Johnson seized the opportunity and accelerated his pace, with two fingers rubbing continuously on the small beans.

Chloe Simpson was no longer able to control herself, her voice, her mouth, or her body.

"Ah!"

Her body trembled incessantly, her chest heaving violently, breathing deeply, with her mouth opening and closing continuously, moaning deeply.

At this moment, Chloe Simpson’s sanity was on the verge of collapse, about to be completely consumed by the mountain of desire.

She realized this herself, clasping her hands tightly, her sharp nails piercing her flesh, trying to use the pain to awaken her last shred of sanity.

But she never expected Alexander Johnson’s frenzied actions to make her entire body convulse, her instinctive reaction was to stretch out her hand to stop Alexander Johnson.

"Don’t forget, Chloe Simpson, it’s you who asked me for the 1 million, and you who came to me on your own accord."

Alexander Johnson, with such a light remark, made Chloe Simpson completely lose all resistance.

She suddenly sneered: "Yes, Alexander Johnson, I did come to you voluntarily, but your methods are a bit too low, aren’t they? Such force is really not enough... Ah!"

Chloe Simpson didn’t want Alexander Johnson to see her submissive side, nor did she want to plead with him.

She could only think of this way to confront Alexander Johnson.

Sure enough, Alexander Johnson was provoked by these words.

He no longer continued any foreplay, stood up, and penetrated deeply.

"Mm!"

At this moment, the pain almost made Chloe Simpson’s tears fall.

Too large!

Too thick!

She truly couldn’t bear it.

But with this, hadn’t she achieved her purpose?

Pain was better than being teased.

Even if the pain was so intense she wished she were dead, it was better than begging Alexander Johnson again and again to be with her.

She had indeed pleaded like this before, but she was drunk and not clear-minded, now when she was sober, she truly didn’t want to be so humbled under Alexander Johnson to beg him.

This was the last shred of dignity she could retain, wasn’t it?

A tear fell onto the sofa with a plop.

In the surrounding silence, the sound of her tear dropping was so distinct.

Alexander Johnson saw, and became livid with shame.

He truly couldn’t understand why Lucas Hughes, that bastard, made her love him so much!

He had originally used some restraint, but Chloe Simpson’s desperate painful look made Alexander Johnson lose all compassion.

Like a beast gone mad, he ravaged her with force.

And Chloe Simpson, in such a manner, remained painfully sober.

She thought, at this moment, for her, there was no better way to stay clear-minded.

She thought that the pain had reached its peak, but unexpectedly, even more pain was yet to come.

Alexander Johnson pulled up her arm, making her bend over the sofa while she stood there.

"Ah!"

This time, the pain was truly heart-wrenching.

But Chloe Simpson still stubbornly endured it: "What? Duke Harington, is this all the force you have? Is this all you can do?"

"Very good, Chloe Simpson, you’re asking for it, so don’t blame me!"