My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 88 Making him wait all night

The back of her head was held by a large palm, she wanted to struggle,but her waist was tightly bound by him, she did not dare to move forfear of touching her abdomen can only tilt her head and forced toaccept.

The lips and teeth are the dominant crispness belonging to a man, andthe nose is full of pure male scent.

He kissed her deeply, not allowing her to dodge or retreat, tossing andturning and sucking on her she.

When the long kiss was over, her whole body was already brain-deadsoftly leaning in his arms, and a face was flushed with scarlet even withher ears.

She took a heavy breath and slowed down before looking up at him,"What are you doing?"

The voice has a pouting tone, sounding not like unhappiness, butrather a bit of pouting.

Ayan narrowed his eyes and went back down to peck her lips again, hisvoice husky, "What do you think?"

His voice was muffled to the extreme, and his hands on her body couldfeel the heat through her clothes. Camille pursed her lips slightly,unaware of how seductive she was at the moment.

He said in a low voice, "How about not going?"

"Don't."

She finished and subconsciously tried to get up, but he held her downhard: "Don't move."

Ayan lifted his hand and rubbed her lips: “No lipstick from now on, itdoesn't taste very good."

The direct and frank request made her cheeks redden even more.Originally, Ayan only intended to lighten the lipstick on his lips a bit, butnow he realized that after a series of indescribable processes, it waseven more eye-catching than the lipstick he had just worn.

The look in his eyes was too direct and purposeful, and Camille felt thatif she continued, she might not have to go out, so she got up from hisarms when he let his guard down and left.

Looking at her fleeing back, Ayan slightly hooked his lips to reveal afaint smile.

At the Hance City airport, Camille received her friend at the departuregate, wearing a mask and sunglasses, and her outfit was also very low-key and simple, and they hugged each other briefly.

Camille laughed, "It's been a long time. I'm glad I didn't mistake you forsomeone else, otherwise I wouldn't know how to explain to you?"

The man smiled faintly, "Still so leathery?"

They walked together to the parking lot, and Camille drove the car andsaid to him, “Let's eat first, then you can rest early, and I'll walk youaround tomorrow?"

"Yes, but I have dinner tonight, why don't you go with me?"

“That's not good, is it?"

"There is nothing good, our relationship still need to say this? I am alsomore comfortable with you, otherwise I am afraid of running away fromthe battlefield.”

He was half joking, but there was actually nothing wrong with it. He hadalways been socially awkward and basically reluctant to hang out withanyone other than his familiar friends, this time being the exception.Camille was also aware of this point, so she agreed without sayinganything.

The two arrived at the restaurant, specially asked for a private room,and the meal had come up.

While eating, the man suddenly asked, "You've had less contact withme this year since you came to Hance City, Cami, and I never askedyou, are you in some kind of trouble?"

"No." She shook her head hastily, "Just for some personal mattersconcerning myself."

“It's all right.” The man didn't ask many questions, she would naturallysay what she wanted to say, and then asked, "Mr. Walker came toHance City with you?"

"Well, yes, we are currently partners in a construction company.”

"He's as good to you as ever, Cami, and there are things you may notunderstand, but it's clear to me as a man that he is fond of you."Camille pursed her lips and smiled: "Master Albert, don't tease me,there are things you can see and not say, and you're still good friends,eh?"

He just smiled and continued, "He is still not charming enough to attractyou in any way. If he had the ability to make you fall in love long ago,he wouldn't have remained friends."

Camille stopped talking and just smiled lightly.

The man also did not continue to talk, after eating and then sent him tothe hotel to rest, he took the initiative to say before getting out of thecar, "I am a little talkative tonight, if you are not happy you can tell medirectly, but I am not sure if I will correct it next time?"

Camille laughs helplessly, "Why can't you cure your social phobia?"He made a gesture of pulling on his mouth, then turned and went intothe hotel.

At the same time, Hanyama Manson, Ayan's cell phone also rang.

The man on the other end of the phone reported, "Mr. Simpson, thelady and her friend had dinner and then sent her friend directly back tothe hotel, the lady did not get out of the car, the two said goodbye infront of the hotel."

"Hmm."

He responded in a low voice, then hung up the phone and put it down.Camille, the person in question, knows nothing about this.

Half an hour later, she returned to Hanyama Manson and went straightupstairs to her bedroom.

Ayan leaned back on the bed to read, ignoring her, and Camille tookthe initiative and asked, "Still not resting?"

"How can I sleep at home when my married wife is still out meeting andeating with friends of the opposite sex?"

"Ayan , I went out because I told you to, I didn't go out behind yourback. "

“That's because I asked you had to say it, and if I hadn't asked, youwould have said it?"

He lifted his eyes to look at her.

Camille is cured of shutting up and not talking.

She rinsed off a shower, removed her makeup, and then waitedanother half hour before finally returning to bed.

But just as she lay down, the man's body pressed down, and shehurriedly put her hands against it to keep him from pressing against herabdomen.

Ayan was unhappy with her actions and asked in a low voice, "Whatare you doing?"

"You're too heavy, and I'll get a stomachache from the pressure.”

She casually found an excuse.

Ayan believed it, but held her directly on top of himself, then cuppedher chin and whispered, "Made me wait all night, now it's time to satisfyme, huh?"

Camille subconsciously tried to refuse, but Ayan didn't give her achance to gag her.

In fact, she did not know what excuse and reason to use, if continue torefuse Ayan sooner or later will replace the end, and she also asked Irene,as long as a little slower is no problem, so she spent the whole time tocontrol the speed, resulting in Ayan almost to be driven crazy.

By the end of the day, men are simply out of control and do exactlywhat they want.

It was midnight when it was over, he was full of food and drink but full ofenergy, and took the initiative to clean her up, making Camille ashamedand annoyed, throwing a pillow directly at him and then burying herhead in the pillow and falling asleep.

After a long night of tossing and turning, Camille's alarm clock failed towake her up the next day.

Ayan kindly turned off the alarm clock for her and then pressed herback to sleep, but just as he was about to leave the house, Camille'sphone suddenly rang.

He picked up the phone and saw the name on the screen, thenconnected and went to the balcony, the man's voice came from theother end: "Camille, I bought you breakfast, come to the office to eattogether, okay?"

"Mr. Walker is really caring for my wife, but thanks to Mr. Walker'skindness, Camille is still sleeping, so I'm afraid I won't be able to eatyour breakfast, so Mr. Walker can enjoy it alone.

Ayan slightly narrowed his eyes, his tone was low and warm, his wordswere provocative and warning.

Preston was also stunned to hear Ayan's voice, and he didn't expectAyan to answer the phone.

He asked, "Mr. Simpson is now blocking Camille's freedom to makefriends?"