Chapter 447: ◙ I WANT TO TALK ◙
Chapter 53
Hansel could feel his balls hitting her too, the sound of their flesh banging echoes in the corner of the bathroom with her melodic cries of pleasure.
"Are you still mad?" Hansel asked, it was already evening and they were having dinner together but she wasn’t talking- even batting him an eye. He admits that he went too much in the bathroom earlier, but was it his fault?
She was too mouth-watering to resist, also, he knew she liked it... she likes it because if she didn’t like it, she wouldn’t let him do so much intimacy with her. However, she became mad because he went overboard. They almost had an accident when he slipped along with her on the damped tiles.
"Sugar..."
"I want to eat in silence, Hansel." She said to him in a very authoritative tone. Hansel pressed his lips together and turned his attention to his plate. For whatever reason it may be, he felt that he should listen to her.
After they ate, Hansel placed the dirty dishes on the automatic dishwasher and followed Yanarym to the room, she was sitting on the bed as if waiting for him. Hansel looked at her and gulped- she was wearing his shirt, it’s too oversized for her, it looks like a dress. Again, Hansel could feel the tingling sensation on the pit of his stomach... his skin felt hot and his heart was beating too loud... is he becoming a sex addict? Why does he want to touch her and ravish her on his bed again?
"I want to go home." Yanarym intercepted his thoughts. He blinked his eyes as he processed what she said. "Spencer must be looking for me, I don’t want to stay here anymore." She uttered softly but firmly.
"You’re not." Hansel smiled blankly, "You’re not going anywhere." He subconsciously closed the door behind him and locked it. "You’re not leaving me, I won’t let you do that."
"Why?" She bowed her head and clenched her fists. "Why are you doing this to me? Did I do something bad to you? Why are you punishing me like this?"
"Punishing? Rym... what- punishing?" He marched at her and she crawled- backing away from him. He halted his steps and wrinkled his face, he was passionate, he was gentle, what in the world did she think that he was punishing her? "I didn’t hurt you." He huffed, "I may lavish you but I never inflicted you harm Rym. So, how the hell am I punishing you?" She didn’t answer. She lifted her gaze and met his eyes.