Warren pressed her in his arms and kissed her crazily without giving her the time to react.
Penelope was very dizzy from his kiss. Then, she still remembered the “surprise,” and she gradually began to kiss back.
Her kissing skills came from experience with a few men, and it naturally didn’t lose him.
Warren, being a male, was born with an aggression factor.
The temperature rose. They sweated, and their bodies were hot.
He pushed her underwear away and directly fondled her breasts. He had put in a little effort, causing her to gasp softly.
He hadn’t dared to press her, so he simply sat on the sofa and let her sit on his thighs.
Penelope hadn’t been shy. She reached up her skirt, opened her legs, and leaned toward him, responding enthusiastically.
“Why did you shiver?” He gasped, touching her waist.
“I’m not shivering, everything is normal,” she couldn’t wait to reach out and touch his chest.
This was the body that she hadn’t been able to forget for a long time. How could she not have been excited?
They were in a heated situation, but he pushed her away. “We can’t go on…”
His body tightened, he must be beyond forbearance.
Penelope was stuck in front of his chest. She had kept silent but had hugged him tightly.
“Honey, the baby is still in your stomach.”
“He didn’t know,” Penelope rubbed his chest with her nose.
Warren looked down. The buttons on his shirt had been opened by her, revealing his wheat skin.
Penelope sighed deliberately, and her breath sprayed his chest. He almost jumped up.
“Is this your endurance?” She had done something bad, looking at him with a grin.
The blue veins on his forehead had protruded out. He held her waist with strong lust.
She grinned and stopped right away. Then she hugged around his neck and flattered him. “I loved you.”
She thought it was difficult to say it, but she spat it out. Not carefully prepared, no fear, as if it had been just an ordinary greeting.
Penelope’s lips shivered. She didn’t know what she just said until she noticed his changing face.
The air around seemed to freeze. She stared at him, fearing that he would say “Thank you,” even though she had done it to others.
His lips moved a bit. Penelope’s hand had been quicker than her thoughts. She reached out quickly to cover his mouth. “Don’t say anything!”
She stared at him very nervously.
The furthest distance in the world had not been life and death, but the fact that she had said ‘I loved you’ from the bottom of her heart while he had responded with nothing.
He reached for her hand and held it in his palm. “You didn’t have confidence?”
Penelope swallowed and said, “I loved you; it’s my business. Whether you loved me or not, it’s your business.”
“I loved you.”
“What?” She hadn’t heard clearly.
Warren raised his eyebrow, “What did I say?”
“You said that you loved me.” She excitedly pulled the sides of his shirt.
He smiled but didn’t answer.
“You said, right? I heard it!” She moved forward and sat down on his thigh root.
“Ouch… He gasped.
“Tell me quickly. You just said that, right?” Penelope wiggled her body and forced him to repeat it again.
“Yes.” He nodded.
“What is it?” She was excited, her eyebrows raised, very cute.
Warren lifted her up. She hugged him tightly.
He walked to the bathroom with her hanging on him.
“What are you going to do?” She pretended to panic, but she was happy indeed.
“To meet my sexual needs.” He put her in the center of the bathroom.
“I’ll help you pass a towel?” She asked, smiling.
“You are the main force.” He closed the bathroom door and locked it.
“Oh! Are you serious?”
Then she screamed.
In the bathroom, it was smoke-filled, and the frosted glass revealed two figures. The shadows were unclear, but occasionally, some sounds were very fascinating.
****
After dinner, Mrs. Brown cleaned up the table. Penelope walked into the yard and chatted with the butler.
“What were you staring at in the yard?” The butler asked her as she looked around.
“I hadn’t been out for a long time,” Penelope scratched her head and turned back.
“Mr. Duncan would come back at nine o’clock. It was still early,” the butler said.
“So late?” Penelope pouted, and then she saw the butler smile. She quickly changed her words and made a deep sigh. “It seemed that businessmen didn’t have an easy life… I would go back to my room first.”
Then, she quickly slipped away like a thief.
“What did I say?” The butler shook his head while smiling.
Since she had a little intimate contact last night, Penelope’s heart felt as though a cat had scratched it.
Why was she so interested in a man? Was she too hungry?
She thought while she showered and bowed her head to her big belly. How did he get erected last night?
She went out in her pajamas. She looked and found nobody, so she slipped into his study quickly.
Penelope closed the study door and looked around. Then she lifted her clothes and lay on the sofa in a sexy pose.
“Do you want to… sleep together tonight?” She blinked, sticking her tongue out and licking her own lips, very stagy.
No, too stagy, she shook her head and discarded the plan.
She stood up and frowned. Then her eyes lit up, and she saw the desk next to her.
A big table, she lay on it and opened her skirt to reveal her thighs. She winked at the door.
“Tonight…” She bit her lip, her eyes sparkling.
The study door was opened. Warren was holding a coat in one hand and saw this scene.
“I want to test the quality of this table!” She hurried down and covered her thighs and chest.
The air quality seemed to be magnified at that moment, and she pressed her head down. She felt her face burning, and she wanted to drill into the bottom of the table.
Warren turned to close the door, slowly pulled off his tie, and threw off his coat. He took off his watch and put it on the coffee table, then turned to look at Penelope with a faint smile.
“Have you eaten yet? I asked Mrs. Brown to cook something for you.” Penelope moved toward the door.
“Are you not testing the quality of the table? What is the conclusion?” He teased her.
“Not… not bad.”
“Which aspect?”