“Is it comfortable?”
Matthew Grant’s long fingers pressed against Blanca Roach’s temple, tilting his head inquiringly.
His fingertips were slightly cool, with a hint of coolness that made Blanca Roach’s exhaustion from a busy day disappear instantly, and Blanca Roach closed her eyes to feel it.
“Comfortable.”
If only it could go on like this forever …
“How about this?”
Fingers slowly moved down with a hint of tenderness, like a gentle feather sweeping across her cheek, Blanca Roach opened her eyes and tried to stop Matthew Grant’s movements, only to have Matthew Grant catch her fingertips.
“You’re comfortable, but I’m not.” Matthew Grant said with a little bit of aggression and pouting.
He was like a child who couldn’t get milk candy, which was heartbreaking.
Blanca Roach’s heart was breaking.
But at the same time more aggravated.
“What’s wrong with me?”
“You have a job and you don’t care about me anymore!”
“I don’t!”
“You do.”
“I don’t!” Blanca Roach argued.
She had always had Matthew Grant in mind, although … well, Blanca Roach admitted that she did neglect Matthew Grant a little, and she sighed and let Matthew Grant catch her hand. “Okay then, what do you say?”
“Give me a kiss.”
“Matthew Grant, this is the office …”
Blanca Roach’s voice was small.
The blinds were not closed, but because of this angle the people in the hall could not see, so just Matthew Grant to Blanca Roach pressed the temple Blanca Roach did not say anything, but now Matthew Grant’s movements, looking more and more unfaithful, Blanca Roach hastened to stop …
But it was already too late, Matthew Grant flew in the corner of Blanca Roach’s mouth and kissed.
“If you don’t kiss me, then I’ll kiss you.”
“Someone will see!” Blanca Roach was furious.
“I’m kissing my own wife, even if someone sees me, what can I do?” Matthew Grant raised his left eyebrow and looked like he wasn’t afraid of anything.
Convinced.
Blanca Roach knew that what Matthew Grant had decided to do, after shutting himself off, Matthew Grant became even more reckless, directly pulling Blanca Roach’s wrist to drag her to the soft sofa.
“Yah! Matthew Grant, you gently …”
“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”
Matthew Grant pressed against Blanca Roach’s body, his eyes deep like stars in the sky, twinkling with light.
He breathed low, “Blanca.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I miss you.”
“I …”
“Did you miss me?” Matthew Grant reached out and stroked Blanca Roach’s waist, she struggled at first but surrendered in no time under Matthew Grant’s touch like this, her body as soft as water.
“Matthew Grant …”
“Do you want to?”
The man’s voice was low and rough, like he had been holding back for a long time.
Matthew Grant looked into his eyes, already flushed with a faint layer of lust. She was a little worried, but also knew that because of the child in her stomach, Matthew Grant would certainly not do anything to herself.
Blanca Roach nodded with difficulty.
“I wish I could have you right now.”
Matthew Grant’s hot forehead against Blanca Roach’s, at the same time, Blanca Roach felt something indescribable underneath her …
Her ears flushed.
“Baby…”
“I know.” Matthew Grant’s voice was as hoarse as it could be.
He wrapped his arms around Blanca Roach and kissed her fiercely, as if he were trying to rub Blanca Roach into his own bones and blood. It was only after a long time that he let go, “It’s because I know, that’s why I can’t bear it.”