The rancher's second-choice wife

Chapter 43


A whimper slipped previous her trembling lips when she noticed his erection jutting proudly in opposition to the muscled tightness of his stomach.

Was it really meant to be that lengthy?

That tough?

That thick?

She had by no means actually checked out her personal womanhood, however…

“I don’t assume you’ll match,” Poppy blurted out. “There’s this J-Drama I noticed on Netflix, and—”

“Poppy?”

“Y-Sure?”

“I’ll make it work.”

There was simply one thing about the best way he mentioned it, and the best way he had additionally stared at her when he mentioned the phrases—

She couldn’t clarify it.

All she knew was that she had by no means felt this turned on her whole life.

And he knew it.

Oh, he so, so knew it, with the best way his nostrils flared as he caught the musky scent of her want.

“I can scent how a lot you need me, Poppy.”

And now he was observing her, his lust-filled gaze devouring the best way her breasts had grown swollen with their rosy ideas all puckered up as if begging to be suckled.

“P-Please.”

She hadn’t deliberate to beg. However she wasn’t stunned to listen to the phrase tumble previous her lips. She simply needed him so, a lot, and it was all she might do to not sob when he lastly joined her in mattress.

“Please.”

Poppy might now not cease herself from begging him repeatedly, and one other cry escaped her when his large, exhausting physique settled over hers. Each inch of her flesh was yearning for contact. Burning for his contact and aching for his possession.

“P-Please, Valerian—”

His identify turned out to be a magic phrase. It appeared as if that was what he had been ready for all this time, and as quickly as she had choked his identify out—

Aaaaaaah.

He was lastly kissing her.

Lastly!

All she might do was writhe and rake his again together with her nails as his mouth started its tortuously fiery descent.

He sucked on the facet of her neck so, so exhausting that he had her seeing stars by the point he left his mark on her flesh. And when he lastly began sucking on her nipple, her physique instantly buckled—it was probably the most excruciating pleasure, and he or she was near passing out when he moved to her different nipple to devour her anew.

Flames of want had fully consumed her flesh by the point his mouth reached the soaking wetness between her legs, and Poppy might solely cry his identify out when he out of the blue parted her folds open earlier than thrusting his tongue within her.

“Valerian!”

It was simply too, an excessive amount of, however he wouldn’t let her go in any respect. The thrusts of his tongue had been relentless and deep, and all she might do was grip the mattress sheet to maintain herself from by accident touching the again of his head.

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