His Perfect Wife Strikes Back

83 How Do You Know Mia

He drew closer to me, a knowing smile at the corner of his mouth beneath his mask. He already knew my answer. Then he noticed the white bandage on my hand and frowned.

"Are you hurt?" He asked.

"I got bit by a wildcat," I said. "It's just a small cut."

"A vengeful man should have a merciless heart," he said in a slightly reproachful tone as his fingers brushed across my face, "If you had been bitten by a snake, you would have died."

"I promise I won't make that mistake again."

My heart is cold, and I will not be affected by my feelings. Frade forgets me, which allows me to complete my revenge without any scruples.

"Do you still love him?" Daley asked. "I don't want my fiancee thinking about another man. If I knew, I would be jealous, and I would kill him."

"He has amnesia. I'm a stranger to him." I looked at Daley and I didn't want to cry. But tears flow down unconsciously. I fought to keep my heart from tearing open again. But every time I look at him, I feel like I saw Frade. I struggled with the edge of control and emotional outbursts.

"Don't cry." He kissed the tears off my cheek. "He forgot you so easily. Now you know you're just a stand-in."

A stand-in? I should have known I was Mia's stand-in. If I had followed the rules of the game from the start, I wouldn't have fallen in love. We have been hurt by each other. It is time to choose to forget.

"I need medicine, painkillers." My voice was hoarse and sad. "My heart hurts too much."

Daley gave me a pitiful look. "Maybe I can give you an injection to make sure you get a good night's sleep. Or..."

He put his face near my earlobe and whispered softly, "Or I could be your painkiller."

The best medicine to forget pain is time. But the quickest way to forget a man is to replace him with another man. I know it may not be fair to Daley, but I'm in desperate need of painkillers.

I need to wake up and forget, even though I know it hurts.

"I want you!" I said and hugged him.

He carried me with his strong hands. My hand was around his neck. He carried me in the direction of the bed. My head pressed against his chest, and his heart beat steadily. His heart was as calm as a deep pool. But could there be a dangerous beast inside him?

I knew that even though I was naked with him, I couldn't really get into his heart. That's the difference between Daley and Frade.

He laid me down gently on the bed, looking down at me as he unbuttoned my shirt with his deft fingers, his hand moving slowly over my purple bra. His movements were slow and light, like he was slowly tasting a piece of cake.

One of his hands reached behind my back and unbuttoned my bra. I felt my breasts pop out of my bra the moment the button was unbuttoned. He pulled out my bra and put it on the bed. Then his kiss rained on my lips, on my neck, and then on my chest. When his kiss landed on one of my breasts, he stuck out his soft tongue and licked it. He sucked and rubbed my n.ipples with his teeth.

I let out a soft moan, my n.ipples hardened, and I felt a slight electric shock between my legs. One of his hands went down and rested between my legs.

"It's so warm," he said, massaging my c.litoris through my underwear.

I couldn't resist lifting my hips to match his rhythm. He took his time, moving his fingers gently up and down my c.litoris like playing with petals. My underwear began to get wet and he took off the only skirt I had on. I was completely exposed to him. There was no privacy.

"May I?" He asked.

He was such a gentleman that even in bed he would ask me if it was okay. I want to say to him, just f.uck me, let me get lost.

"Yes," I whispered.

With my permission, he parted my legs. I could feel his huge d.ick against my garden.

"Oh, my dear, let me please you! Let me take you to the top of desire!" He kissed my lips without waiting for my reply.

I looked up and saw his tongue moving around my n.ipples, then he bit one, sucking. His big hand kept sliding down my inner thigh. The secret jungle of my lower body was completely open to him, and when his hand touched the soft c.litoris again, I couldn't help but exhale, and my buttocks immediately lifted to greet his arrival.

Daley let out a low cry of satisfaction. His strong chest pressed against me, rising and falling in an orderly manner.

"Baby, you're so soft, so wet!" His voice was a little bitter, and I could feel him trying to suppress the urge in his body. "Open your legs, open them a little more. That's it, that's it!"

He put in one finger, then two.

His fingers explored my v.agina, gently massaging it. Then he slowly pulled his hand out from between my legs and put two fingers in his mouth with a crystal-clear liquid on them. He looked satisfied as if he were tasting something delicious.

My body was getting hotter and hotter, and I kept calling out Daley's name, trying to get him inside me as fast as possible. But he wasn't in a hurry. He whispered in my ear.

"Take your time, my baby!"

Then his warm tongue caressed the l.abia of my lower body, stimulating my sensitive areas. He didn't forget to look up a little to see my reaction, and then he lowered his head again.

"I really want you!" He said as his hot breath sprayed onto my desperately thirsty la.bia. He rubbed it with his face, making the stubble friction at the edges of the tender flesh. The muscles on both sides of my thighs trembled. My hands reached into my garden, but he gently pushed them away.

"Let me please you!" He said gently and sincerely.

The tip of his nose arched up, and his lips gently sucked on the hot l.abia. The tip of his tongue went deeper and deeper. I couldn't help wiggling my hips up.

He put one hand behind my back and the other on my stomach. After he stabilized my posture, he continued to please me. I writhed violently in excitement, but he would not let me out of his control, and his mouth would not stop moving.

"Look at me, Eva. Look what I'm doing!" he said hoarsely.

I obediently opened my eyes and watched as his pink tongue entered my garden, without scruples or hindrance. The rush of pleasure made me groan, but Daley kept going at his own pace, his focus and skill never ceasing.

"F.uck me, please!" He had broken me. My desire became a plea! I want Daley to fill my body with his size right now, and then thrust so hard, I want to call his name over and over again!

The wet water squirted out, and when I reached o.rgasm, he just watched me climb alone to the top of the e.rotic. His mysterious golden eyes gazed into the valley between my legs, glistening in the light.

The o.rgasm subsided and I pressed my head against his chest. He was a good painkiller, and that pain was being replaced by another pleasure. My blood, which had just been boiling, was returning to calm.

I rolled over and sat directly on his ABS, my eyes fixed on his face.

"Now, tell me. How do you know about Mia? Don't tell me you and Frade are in love with the same woman!"