The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 1151 - 1130: Are You Not Up to It Today?

Chapter 1151: Chapter 1130: Are You Not Up to It Today?

"No sleep for me, then?"

Just when Willy Smith thought the woman would continue to ignore him, her clear voice tinged with laughter came fluttering by his ear, "Hubby, you don’t know, but for a man to be utterly subdued by his woman, that’s called being henpecked. If word gets out, you’ll be the laughingstock, unable to hold your head up!"

Willy Smith: "..."

No matter how he calculated it, Willy hadn’t expected such a response from her. She had been silent for so long, yet when she spoke, this was what she came out with!

For a full three minutes, Willy was unable to recover from his shock, his entire being in a state of utter disbelief.

"It’s an honor for a man to be henpecked. I’m not afraid of being laughed at!"

After mechanically uttering such a phrase, Willy suddenly became aware and nearly jumped up in excitement, "Wife, does this mean, you don’t blame me for accidentally peeking at your diary?"

Caught by an unexpected surge of joy, Willy felt the urge to scream.

Nana Jensen watched her husband’s expression with some amusement before deciding to tease him, "Do you think I should blame you?"

"Of course, you shouldn’t blame me!"

In such a situation, Willy was quick to reply, intent on securing leniency for himself, "After all, it was an accident!"

"The outcome may be okay, but the reason doesn’t cut it!"

Reason?

An accident isn’t a good enough reason?

Was it supposed to be on purpose?

"Cough, Wife, even if you think my reason is no good, up to this point, it’s the only explanation worthy of forgiveness!"

"Pfft!"

Seeing her husband seriously explaining how it wasn’t on purpose, and looking so nervous, Nana finally couldn’t hold back a laugh, "Look at you, so pathetic. You’re my husband; of course, I’m not going to blame you. There shouldn’t be secrets between husband and wife anyway, it’s no big deal if you know!"

Willy Smith: "..."

Could this be the so-called appropriate reason from a woman?

Because he is her husband, he is allowed to peek at her secrets?

If he hadn’t misunderstood, and she hadn’t misspoken, then that must be what she meant, right?

"So, you don’t blame me? Because I’m your husband?"

"Of course, a woman regards her husband as heaven. How could I possibly blame my husband?!"

As she spoke, Nana deliberately stroked her husband’s clean-shaven chin, "From now on, whatever my husband says goes!"

Willy Smith: "..."

"But at that time, I wasn’t your husband yet..."

Nana Jensen: "..."

Was this man kicked by a donkey in the head? She came up with such a good excuse for him, not blaming him anymore, but now he’s getting serious. Did he want her to explode in anger and deny him sleep to be happy?

Does he enjoy being masochistic? She tries to pamper him, and he isn’t used to it?

Back then, if he had told her, regardless of the reason, she guaranteed that she, Nana Jensen, would have erupted in fury; otherwise, she would write her name backward. But now, time had passed, and those matters were no longer important.

Compared to the fact that he knew the secrets of her heart, loving someone else, and still silently keeping vigil, such a trivial matter wasn’t even worth mentioning. What’s more, now he was her husband, so naturally, she wasn’t going to dwell on these past trivialities!

"Willy Smith, are you impotent tonight? That’s not okay!"

Nana Jensen lifted her chin and fiercely bit down on his shoulder, "All this fuss about finding an excuse, are you waiting for me to get angry, then to refuse sleep, using it as a cover for your impotence at this critical moment, you insecure man?!"

Willy Smith: "..."

This girl...

Has Chani Gordon taken over her body?

She can actually say such a thing, but... he likes it!

"Alright, very good, I’m going to let you know right now what it means to not be able to ’get it up’!"

A man cannot be provoked, especially when already in bed, and Willy Smith is no exception, "Wife, you’ve asked for this, and you’re not allowed to beg for mercy later!"

Having said that, he reached out and tore away at the clothes. Willy Smith originally wanted to take off his clothes gently and engage in some foreplay, but her provocation caused his blood to surge instantaneously!

"Rip!"

The shirt on Nana Jensen’s body was directly torn off by the man.

"Willy Smith, don’t you know how to take off clothes? This shirt is expensive, you prodigal son..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the man sealed her mouth directly, "Wife, if you care about the clothes, next time don’t wear such troublesome ones that are inconvenient to take off!"

Nana Jensen: "..."

Perhaps it was the excitement, or maybe it was the joy of their honest confessions to each other after surviving a calamity, this round of love-making was exhilarating for both of them!

That feeling of complete surrender... was truly... very nice, and even the assurances felt sweet to each other!

This time, Nana Jensen already knew how to cater to him, to match his rhythm, and there was no initial nervousness or shyness. Instead, there was the excitement of wanting to give herself entirely. However, Willy still considered her feelings deeply!

They say a woman’s first three times are like the first time because there is no adaptation yet, so he was still very careful!

He was always concerned about the woman’s feelings, keeping all his gaze fixed on her face, capturing every expression she made, clearly knowing which expression corresponded to which step.

"Can I go in now?"

Knowing very well it was okay, Willy still gently kissed her cheek and asked. With body and heart united, he wanted the ultimate connection.

"It’s okay now!"

For such a thing, even needing to ask, Nana Jensen wished she could bury her face in the quilt!

Regrettably, it was only now, when they had already started, that Nana Jensen realized not a single light in the room was dimmed. It was brightly lit...

The blush that had already spread due to arousal now deepened even further.

"That..."

"Do you want it faster?"

This man with a wicked sense of humor, she clearly wanted to talk about dimming the lights, yet he never gave her the chance to speak up.

"Then do it fast and finish it quickly!"

Willy Smith: "..."

What woman would start by yelling to finish it?

"Wife, if I really finish quickly, you’d complain that it was too short and not good enough, and you might even divorce me!"

Nana Jensen: "..."

"Then take your time!"

Forget it, let him be. For all these years, he had waited and endured with difficulty—it was like spoiling him, but in the end, she was spoiling her own husband!

With Nana Jensen’s consent, the man began to be unrelenting!