All Chapters of Making Her Ex-husband Regret : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

WARNING: SEXUAL SCENE He sat on the bed and I on his lap, straddling his thighs as we made out, completely lost in one another. His tongue explored every inch of my mouth and I moaned, tangling my hands in his hair. I was already so wet,grinding my lower body against his own,which is rock hard against me. This Made him groan into my mouth and it was the hottest sound ever, leading me to do it again and again and again. He lost it, flipping us over and pinning me to the bed, putting his body between my willfully spread thighs. His tongue pushed past my lips again and it made me crazy for him, wrapping my thighs around his waist to get as much contact as I could.The kiss deepened, He rolled his hips into me as the force of his lips on mine increased, hot and heavy. I made a noise of arousal into his mouth, fighting back against his only to be dominated once again. "You taste so fucking good," he said,as if he was drunk on me, lust-filled eyes on my swollen lips as I panted, tryin

WARNING: SEXUAL SCENE He sat on the bed and I on his lap, straddling his thighs as we made out, completely lost in one another. His tongue explored every inch of my mouth and I moaned, tangling my hands in his hair. I was already so wet,grinding my lower body against his own,which is rock hard against me. This Made him groan into my mouth and it was the hottest sound ever, leading me to do it again and again and again. He lost it, flipping us over and pinning me to the bed, putting his body between my willfully spread thighs. His tongue pushed past my lips again and it made me crazy for him, wrapping my thighs around his waist to get as much contact as I could.The kiss deepened, He rolled his hips into me as the force of his lips on mine increased, hot and heavy. I made a noise of arousal into his mouth, fighting back against his only to be dominated once again. "You taste so fucking good," he said,as if he was drunk on me, lust-filled eyes on my swollen lips as I panted, tryin

She was almost done with her toast when she heard her phone pinged. “The driver is here,” he told her.He stared at the phone on the table for a minute or two, then slipped it into his breast pocket. Without being told, he knew she would not accept it.She finished the rest of her food in silence and he watched, doing his best to cover up the discomfort brought by her presence. She was pretty. The kind of pretty that you appreciated better after a second look with a tiny birthmark on her jaw he wanted to kiss. He didn’t expect her to agree so easily to his proposal. He had been prepared to use other means to entice her but he was glad he didn’t have to go that far.“All done.” her voice broke him out of his trance.The table was empty. He nodded. “Let’s go.”“Together?” He stopped halfway to the door and stopped to face her. Of course they would go together.“Is there a problem with that?” His face softened when he noticed her flinch. Sometimes, he couldn’t help it. He was used to tal

She was almost done with her toast when she heard her phone pinged. “The driver is here,” he told her. He stared at the phone on the table for a minute or two, then slipped it into his breast pocket. Without being told, he knew she would not accept it. She finished the rest of her food in silence and he watched, doing his best to cover up the discomfort brought by her presence. She was pretty. The kind of pretty that you appreciated better after a second look with a tiny birthmark on her jaw he wanted to kiss. He didn’t expect her to agree so easily to his proposal. He had been prepared to use other means to entice her but he was glad he didn’t have to go that far. “All done.” her voice broke him out of his trance. The table was empty. He nodded. “Let’s go.”“Together?” He stopped halfway to the door and stopped to face her. Of course they would go together. “Is there a problem with that?” His face softened when he noticed her flinch. Sometimes, he couldn’t help it. He was used to

She was almost done with her toast when she heard her phone pinged. “The driver is here,” he told her. He stared at the phone on the table for a minute or two, then slipped it into his breast pocket. Without being told, he knew she would not accept it. She finished the rest of her food in silence and he watched, doing his best to cover up the discomfort brought by her presence. She was pretty. The kind of pretty that you appreciated better after a second look with a tiny birthmark on her jaw he wanted to kiss. He didn’t expect her to agree so easily to his proposal. He had been prepared to use other means to entice her but he was glad he didn’t have to go that far. “All done.” her voice broke him out of his trance. The table was empty. He nodded. “Let’s go.”“Together?” He stopped halfway to the door and stopped to face her. Of course they would go together. “Is there a problem with that?” His face softened when he noticed her flinch. Sometimes, he couldn’t help it. He was us