My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
Chapter 1250

Chapter 1250 Are You Satisfied With Your Man

Armand hummed a response. His hands went under Genevieve's knees to pick her up from the couch.

On the way upstairs, seeing that there was no one around, Genevieve kissed and nibbled on the man. Armand almost lost his marbles, struggling to contain his desire.

When they were in the bedroom, Armand threw Genevieve on the bed and showered her with kisses.

Genevieve almost couldn't catch her breath. She regretted provoking a hungry beast that had been craving her for months.

She knew she would be screwed if she did not do something to quench the beast.

When the man finally broke contact to catch his breath, Genevieve panted heavily. "Mando, I just got off a ten-hour flight. I smell bad."

"I don't think so." Armand nibbled at her neck. He said in a low croak, "You smell good."

His passionate kisses trailed down Genevieve's body and stoked up the fire in her heart.

Armand was being particularly patient in unwrapping this special present. He was worried that he would hurt Genevieve for being too rough, but Genevieve wished he could just lose his restraint and be more aggressive.

It was such a torture to drag things on.

She didn't know how many times she was carried to take a bath. When she was finally tucked back in the soft bed, she instinctively wrapped the quilt tightly around her body when she saw the man again. Armand laughed and handed a glass to her, gesturing for her to drink water using the straw.

Genevieve finished half a glass of water before she let go of the straw. Armand bent over and licked off the droplets by her lips. He asked, "Now do you think your man is capable?"

"Yes! He's awesome!" Genevieve planted a huge kiss on the man's face as a gesture of affirmation.

She exclaimed with righteous indignation, "Any woman who says a man can't perform after thirty clearly hasn't been with a real man. It's just a baseless, biased assumption." Following that, she cooed, "Hubby... My back feels sore."

Armand tugged on her quilt.

Genevieve didn't loosen her grip on the quilt. Instead, she continued to act coquettishly with the man. "I have to go visit Jojo tomorrow. We will have fun again some other day, okay?" She was now facing a ravenous beast whose appetite had gone unsated for months. Thus, she had to set some rules first to prevent things from spiraling out of control later. Armand's eyes glinted with a hint of a smile as he replied, "Okay."

Genevieve breathed a sigh of relief and let the man take the quilt away. Soon, she was laying naked on the pillow.

Her snow-white skin was marred with dense hickey marks.

Armand retrieved a bottle of essential oil from the drawer and poured a few drops onto his palms, rubbing them together to produce heat. Then, he started gently massaging Genevieve's lower back. Genevieve felt drained after a few rounds of intense exercise. The man's excellent massage technique and the soothing lavender fragrance in the air made her feel relaxed and drowsy.

When she was about to fall asleep, she heard Armand. "Darling, I have something to tell you."

"Sure... What is it?" Genevieve mumbled.

"Timothy had a fight with Johanna."

Genevieve's foggy mind cleared up when she heard that. Wide awake, she turned her head to look at Armand. "Why did they quarrel?"

"Not sure," Armand said. "Timothy wants Johanna to abort the baby."

Armand had been busy dealing with the Gaudette family affairs since he came back. There were too many things for him to take care of, and he didn't have time to pay attention to Timothy's affairs. He found out about the fight between Timothy and Johanna during that weekend when Amanda asked to go to play with Asel. He brought his two children there, but there was no one in the mansion. Neither Timothy nor Johanna was there.

One of Timothy's housekeepers told Armand that Timothy and Johanna had a bitter quarrel in May.

The housekeepers dared not stay in the house and went outside.

During that time, they vaguely heard Timothy mention he didn't want the child Johanna was pregnant with. However, they couldn't make out what the two of them said afterward.

Not long after, the housekeepers saw Loraine helping Johanna out of the house. Johanna didn't bring anything with her, but they had never been back since that day.