My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 507 - 509: Finally Redeeming Past Humiliation

Chapter 507: Chapter 509: Finally Redeeming Past Humiliation

Ashton Heath rolled over to one side, embracing her in his arms, and kissed her sweaty forehead, his voice hoarse, "Baby, are you okay? Are you satisfied with my performance this time?"

Finally, he could feel pride, seeing the little snowball-like person in his arms too tired to move, Ashton Heath’s brows and eyes were full of satisfaction.

This time, he must have satisfied her.

He had felt it just now.

Joanna Lawrence gathered herself, remembering her wildness, her face flushed, and she buried her head in his chest, too embarrassed to face him.

Ah ah ah, so embarrassing.

She was clearly resisting at first, but gradually, it didn’t hurt that much anymore.

She didn’t want to admit that she was the one who clung to Ashton Heath’s arm and refused to let go, yet actively cooperated with him.

Seeing the woman with her head deeply buried in his chest, her entire face hidden as if she wanted to dig a hole and hide in it, Ashton Heath chuckled lowly, his large hand rubbing her head, "If you don’t speak, does that mean you’re conceding that I satisfied you?"

Joanna Lawrence: "..."

Her face turned even redder.

Ashton Heath, this man, was so annoying.

Why must he make her say it out loud?

Didn’t he know that she, as a girl, was easily embarrassed?

And besides, whether she was satisfied or not, couldn’t he feel it?

He had to ask her!

Her silence was met with an even deeper and more delighted chuckle from the man. His scorching gaze fell on her red-marked fair skin, his eyes darkened, his voice low and husky, "Baby, I want to do it again."

With her, it was never enough, no matter how much he wanted.

The little woman, who had been burying her head in his chest and not daring to look at him, was frightened by his words. She raised her head, her eyes wide and round, and refused outright, "No!"

Ashton Heath still wasn’t content, "Why not? Didn’t you enjoy it just now too?"

Joanna Lawrence blushed furiously, meeting the man’s deep and somewhat scary eyes, and immediately grabbed his arm, her voice soft and coquettish, "Ashton Heath, I’m tired. I’m so sleepy, I want to take a nap."

Little did she know that her soft and tender voice not only failed to dispel the man’s thoughts but also made Ashton Heath want to tease her more.

He swallowed, staring at her pink lips for a few seconds, then lowered his head to kiss her, "Alright, I’ll try to be quick."

*

After the second time, Joanna Lawrence was so tired that she had no strength left.

Ashton Heath carried her to the bathroom, cleaned her up, and then carried her back to the bed.

Her clothes were wrinkled and torn, the skirt ripped, and now unwearable.

Ashton Heath knew he had gone a little too far today. Even though she cried and begged him, he still shamelessly wanted her for so long.

Her body was delicate.

He had taken her three times in just half a day, and she must be exhausted.

He gently caressed her soft cheeks, grabbed a thin blanket to cover her, bent down to give her a light peck, softly saying, "Baby, you rest here, and I’ll have Cody Aberton buy you a new set of clothes."

Joanna Lawrence had just been teased mercilessly by him, her eyes swollen from crying, but she couldn’t make him stop.

And, the more she cried, the more he teased her.

She was actually angry with him and didn’t want to pay attention to him. But, when she heard him say that he would let Cody Aberton buy her clothes, her face turned even redder, and she hurriedly spoke up to stop him, "No..."