The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 952 - 931: How Could I Do That?

Chapter 952: Chapter 931: How Could I Do That?

"I have to do it, that’s rape!"

"Then let it be rape. You said I raped you last night, so now I’ll just make up for yesterday’s missing hat!" Morgan Sanders’ delicate kisses trailed from Bianca’s lips to her neck, and it was the second time. He was less tense than before and, after hearing her words, even more certain!

It was as if he had decided to torment her, the foreplay was plenty enough, and her responses were very obvious, yet it seemed as if he deliberately refused to let her go, just stoking the fire but never starting.

That feeling really was...

"Morgan Sanders, aren’t you going to rape me?" Mia Rowen finally couldn’t stand it anymore, "If you’re going to rape, just do it quickly so we can go have breakfast. I’m starving to death!"

Morgan Sanders: "..."

Is there anyone who begs to be raped?

This woman is really tough-mouthed, she likes him but won’t admit it. They’ve slept together and if this isn’t forced out of her, Morgan feels discontented so...

"I’m a law-abiding good citizen. How could I do something illegal like rape?"

Mia Rowen never expected that Morgan Sanders, who blushed and got nervous every time he saw Bella Gordon, could have such a shameless side, completely refreshing her long-held understanding. What happened to his innocence?

"Morgan Sanders, you’re just a hooligan! The innocence you show on regular days is all fake, you’re a complete liar!"

"Yeah, I’m a liar!" Watching her irritation made him even happier and his kisses grew deeper and deeper, "So, are you regretting falling for a liar and thinking about sleeping with one every day?"

"Who likes you, who wants to sleep with you?"

Damn Bella Gordon, now that she had said it, this man really had her pegged. He got to sleep with her and now her affection was exposed. Now with him, there’s no way to keep up any pretenses. They say in love, the one who cares more is closer to pain. All these years she’s endured the pain in her heart.

Now, having it analyzed and laid out in front of the man she likes is like having her innermost secrets exposed bare to the very person they’re supposed to be kept from.

"Alright, there’s nothing shameful about admitting you have a crush on your husband and want to sleep with him!"

Morgan Sanders smiled faintly, maintaining that provocative pose, with no intention of letting go or going further, which was sheer torture for her. It was clear that his intention was to deliberately torment her.

"Shameless!"

"Mia!" Morgan Sanders’ voice held a threatening tone as he moved his kisses from her collar to her chest, then made a direct threat, "Mia, say you love me, and I’ll give it to you!"

"Is this fun for you?"

A man with someone else in his heart, what difference would it make for her to say she loves him? Mia Rowen was as much known for her pride as she was for her temper, and considering her own good qualities, over the years, countless guys had tried to pursue her, but unfortunately for them, her eyes only saw this man who kept nagging at Bella Gordon, and causing her trouble.

Already feeling aggrieved, now having her heart laid bare in front of him only added to her sense of injustice. Even if it was love, she wanted the man to fall for her first, to confess first, otherwise, she would never confess!

"I find it quite interesting!" Morgan Sanders said as he bit gently on a sensitive spot on her chest as if to punish her. That tingling sensation felt like it was pushing Mia Rowen onto cloud nine, a felicity so intense it was nearly painful, and it swept through her chest in an instant.

Despite trying hard to endure, Mia Rowen couldn’t help but let out a cry.

"Mia, say you love me, then what I give you won’t be rape!"

If she could, Mia Rowen really wanted to slap him right then. Only he could say such things. Could she really blame him for rape?

"I don’t love [you]!"

"Then I’ll just have to make you love me!"

As he spoke, the man’s actions became more wicked, and Mia Rowen completely lost control, shouting, "Morgan Sanders, what exactly do you want? If you’re going to do it, do it quickly; if not, stop torturing me. How come I feel like you’re just a pervert!"

Right, a pervert. Only a pervert could do something like this!

That’s what they always seem to say in TV series, and Mia Rowen thought this was absolutely normal.

"Is it so hard to say you love your husband?"

"Very... hard!" Mia Rowen had an illusion that he could make her feel so empty she could die, "You don’t love me, so why should I say I love you? I, Mia Rowen, would rather suffer to death than accept such unfair treatment!"

Morgan Sanders: "..."

So, this was what the girl was concerned about—him never having said he loved her!

Ha!

"Fine, I’ll say it. Mia Rowen, I love you. I love you. I want to say it and do it!" As he spoke, the empty feeling that was like death disappeared with the man’s entry; extreme pleasure made Mia Rowen scream out loud.

She intended to scream from the pain, but when she opened her mouth, how did it turn into a moan!

And the imagined tearing pain like last time did not come; instead, there was this pleasurable feeling as if every pore in her body was opening!

"Why doesn’t it hurt anymore?"

As she pondered this, Mia Rowen screamed out. Could a man’s skills improve that quickly?

"Foolish girl, if it had to hurt every time, there wouldn’t be so many women wanting to do it!" After the first time, it naturally doesn’t hurt anymore. This girl was truly naïve, but the more innocent the woman beneath him was, the more it aroused the man’s dominance.

Morgan Sanders felt like all the male hormones he had accumulated over the past two decades had erupted in that moment. With the woman’s relaxation and response, each thrust increased in strength, reaching a climax. Apparently, marital affairs could indeed be so joyful!

That feeling was like being in heaven, and finally, in the last moment, it ended, "Mia, did you enjoy it?"

"It was awful!"

Even if it was pleasurable, Mia Rowen thought, she would never admit it; otherwise, this man would have countless opportunities to tease her in the future, "Your skills have not improved at all!"

"Really haven’t improved?"

The man’s arms wrapped around her started to get restless again, his words a naked threat, implying that if he hadn’t improved, they’d have to go again!

"Alright, let’s say there’s been a little improvement!"

Mia Rowen was scared of him now, "I really can’t figure it out. You’re such an elegant person, but once you start, you’re so fierce – almost did me to death!" Morgan Sanders: "..."

Suddenly, with a mischievous smile, the man kissed the center of her forehead, "Am I really that fierce?"