His Domineering Lover
Chapter 513

They spent the whole night having sex. Tracey used to be anti- sex, because her virginity was sold to a man she thought was a stranger.

Steve knew this very well, so he didn't do anything out of line even when he slept in the same bed with her.

She didn't get used to sex until she was with Adam. He showed her that it was not dirty, but wonderful.

Adam spent the night proving to her how much he and his p*nis missed her.

He didn't release her until 4:30 in the morning. She was exhausted and sleepy. "I'm so tired."

Every time she fell asleep after sex, he carried her to the bathroom to clean her up. She was not on her guard against him, so she wouldn't wake up when he washed her.

Adam loved the feeling of being trusted by his loved one. He raised the corners of his mouth and gently washed her.

However, the process was a bit torturous for him. Her smooth white skin would give him another erection. Looking at her exhausted face, he had to suppress his desire. Women and men were never physically equal. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't wake her up again.

Before he was with her, he would not cover himself with a thick quilt in winter, because he was not afraid of the cold.

But Tracey was of ill health and felt the cold a lot. That was why he had thick quilts and blankets prepared in advance.

He put her on the fluffy white blanket. She lay naked on it like a newborn baby.

Adam turned out the light and lay down beside her. The next second, she came into his arms. Wasn't she sweet and cute?

Winter wouldn't be cold with her around.

Adam hugged Tracey and fell asleep. A few hours later, he got up. He still had to go to work.

His movement awakened Tracey. She opened her eyes and blinked innocently. "Adam, are you getting up?"

"Yes. It's still early, so you can to back to sleep. Stay home today and get jet lagged. Don't go to the office." Adam whispered in her ear thoughtfully.

His gentle voice made her feel very comfortable. She closed her eyes and pouted, as if she was asking for a kiss.

Of course he knew what she wanted. He kissed her on the lips before he got up. If he didn't have such good self-control, he'd be on top of her banging her again. What could be happier than holding the woman he loved in the cold snow?

But he was not an ordinary person. He needed to be more powerful so that he could protect her and let her sleep peacefully in his arms.

"Adam, come back early." She muttered and fell asleep again. She used to get up at six o'clock every day, but his affection made her not so hard on herself.

Adam looked back at her, who was curled up in the quilt like a kitten.

He felt his heart melted. Finally she gave up her tough shell before him.

After washing up quietly, Adam got full of energy. He closed the door carefully and left, for fear of waking her up.

It was already 11 o'clock in the morning when Tracey woke up. When she was in America, she went to bed at midnight and got up at six in the morning.

As soon as she was with Adam, her willpower was weakened. Perhaps it was because he gave her a strong sense of security.

She yawned and sat up lazily. The quilt slipped to her waist and revealed her perfect upper body, as well as the hickeys.

If Adam were here, he'd rush to her like a hungry wolf.

She got out of bed barefoot, but she didn't feel cold at all. Adam knew that she liked to walk around the house barefoot, so he spread a thick carpet on the floor.

He turned off the heat before going to bed last night, because the room would get very dry if he left it on.

The quilt was so thick that she wouldn't feel cold at all. Before he went to work, he quietly turned on the heat. He was afraid that she would kick the quilt off without him.

He couldn't let her catch a cold, could he? With the heating and the soft carpet, she could be barefoot in just a nightgown.

He cherished her so much that she couldn't stop loving him.

She went to the window and opened the curtains. The snow didn't stop. It was a world of ice and snow out there.

It was so beautiful.

She looked down at the courtyard and saw a heart made of snow. Adam did this, too. He knew that she would stay by the window for several three minutes after she got up.

He was in a hurry when he went out in the morning, but he stopped when he saw the snow in the yard. Would she be happy when she woke up and saw a heart made of snow?

All the extraneous snow had been swept away. In order not to waste Adam's efforts, the butler came out once an hour to clear the snow.

Looking at that heart-shaped snow, Tracey smiled slightly. She remembered the night she spent with him four years ago. At that time, she thought she might have met the devil.

She did not know that she would have an inseparable relationship with this devil, nor did she know he had a warm heart in his cold shell.

Tracey got dressed in a good mood. After washing up, she went downstairs. Seeing her, Jane said warmly, "Tracey, come and have your brunch. Mr. Xiao made spaghetti for you. Let me heat it up." Another surprise! She causally said she wanted to eat his spaghetti yesterday, and he actually remembered it!

Other people must not have known that this cold president would patiently do so many things for his beloved woman.

Only she knew he could be so sweet. How lucky she was!