Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

Matthew Grant did not say anything on the way back, but Blanca Roach knew that he was angry.

The headache, how to coax a jealous husband, waiting online, quite anxious.

Blanca Roach watched Matthew Grant busy up and down, put a lot of things into the trunk of the car, and thoughtfully open the car door for her, just do not say a word to her.

She sighed and said in a soft voice, “Honey, I wasn’t planning on taking his flowers, if you had come out a little later, I would have already turned him down.”

Usually her voice is clear and cold, this time deliberately softened her voice, sounding crispy, like a feather, scratching at the tip of one’s heart.

Matthew Grant’s anger was instantly dispelled, but he still held back from responding.

The parking lot was crowded at this hour, and many people were quietly gawking at them.

Blanca Roach pursed her lips, her heart screamed, if she had known that, she should have simply refused the young boy.

The mood of a stranger was no more important than the mood of Matthew Grant.

Blanca Roach wanted to cry.

“Husband …”

The man could no longer resist, reached out and beckoned to her, “Come here.”

It was only a few steps away, but his low voice seemed to carry a kind of magic.

Blanca Roach moved her feet and took two steps towards Matthew Grant, but the man couldn’t resist, his long arm reached out and tugged her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

The man’s palm was pressed against her back, and after groping up and down twice, his chin rested on her shoulder, and his manly scent was in his ear, mixed with a refreshing aroma.

Blanca Roach knew he was not angry anymore and reached out to gently wrap her arms around Matthew Grant’s waist.

“My Blanca is so good, it’s normal for someone to like it.”

Why is it still so sour.

Blanca Roach gently raised the corner of his mouth, so he was jealous look so twisted, not to mention, quite cute.

“Even if I’m good, I’m only your Blanca, no one else likes me.”

After she finished her words, she felt Matthew Grant’s body stiffen for a moment, then he hugged tighter and tighter, and laughed lowly twice.

Is that enough coaxing?

Blanca Roach jumped a little.

Matthew Grant’s hands let go of her a little, and she thought that was the end of it, but to her surprise, his hands gently clasped the back of her neck, not with much force, but enough to keep her from escaping. At the same time Matthew Grant backed off a little, and by the time Blanca Roach felt it, he was already back down and kissing her on the lips.

A kiss that tossed and turned, making one’s heart beat faster and faster. In fact, he didn’t kiss too hard, but Blanca Roach still felt that it was particularly deep, as if all the breath in her lungs was going to be pent up, and he kept rubbing his body so hard that he couldn’t wait to rub her to pieces and integrate her into his body.

Matthew Grant’s long and clever drive, wrapped around her and danced with her, Blanca Roach could not stand the intensity, her head involuntarily threw back, reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

From the outside, it looked as if she was asking for a kiss of her own accord.

In the end, she felt her body trembling, I do not know whether it is the relationship of his strength to draw out, and legs are weak.

The ends of her eyes were red, her eyes were watery and clear, and she was panting slightly.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Matthew Grant’s eyes darkened, his hand rubbed the corner of her lips a few times, his eyes soft as water, but his voice was husky and sexy.

“Blanca is right, you are mine alone.”

Blanca Roach’s cheeks flushed slightly and she turned around and leaned against the car window, not wanting to pay attention to anyone.

Matthew Grant’s eyebrows had long been tinged with laughter, reached out to help her straighten her messy hair, and stopped messing with her.