Mr Manoban's Daring Wife 2 [Jenlisa]

Chapter 242: Come and Get It

Jennie shut her eyes. She shuffled her feet while waiting for his lips. She waited. And waited. Then waited longer, until she was becoming impatient, her soft brows drawing together to form creases on her forehead.

"I believe we should get ready for our day."

Her eyes flew open at his words. He was at the other side of the room, his towel gone and replaced with one of his well-fitted black slacks.

He...He...Did he really just do that?!

Angrily, she took off one sandal and chucked it at him, only for him to easily catch it without looking. He turned around, a prominent smirk on his smug face.

'Why, that little devil!' She fumed inside of her head.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" He provoked her, watching the little kitty extend her claws. He made a grand show of putting on his black button ups whilst flexing his muscles at the same time, continuing to tease her.

"You tricked me!" She adorably stomped her foot like the cute, but incredibly spoiled child that she was.

"If you want a kiss, you have to come and get it yourself." He repeated his previous words, taking the sweetest time buttoning his cuffs. He turned around to grab his tie and right when he was about to place it on and button his clothes, something soft collided against his back.

Without warning, she swiveled his body to face her and then yanked his neck down, her lips sealing over his.

Her lips moved hesitatingly against his before she became a bit more confident by nipping his bottom lip, licking it and asking for entrance. He did not give it to her. Angry at this, she forcibly pried it open and thrust her tongue into his enticing and heavenly sweet mouth.

Lisa kept his lips shut, even when he wanted to kiss her back with equal passion. His fingers itched to touch her, to pull her body against his, but he did not act upon his desires yet. He remained silent while blissfully enjoying the feeling of her soft, warm lips against his. She was doing wonders to his body without even trying to.

Jennie saw he was holding back and intentionally not responding to her kisses. She smirked a bit. 'We'll see about that.'

She took him by complete surprise when her hand brushed against his intimate area before she pressed her hand close to his v-line sliding her way up, feeling every crevice of his muscles, her finger running along his abs.

His entire body shuddered at the cold sensation against his overly-warm body.

Jennie could feel his muscles clench and tighten beneath her hands, hardening in the same way his member did. Her hand continued to explore his body, teasing him whilst testing his limits and control.

Lisa could not hold himself back anymore.

His arms snaked around her waist, dragging her to him just as she pulled back to breathe before her lips latched onto his again. When he was about to respond to her lips, ready to kiss the daylights out of her, enough to toss her onto the bed and have his way with her body, until she was writhing beneath him, begging for mercy, everything stopped. She literally stopped.

Jennie pulled back from the kiss and pushed his hands away.

Lisa's mind could not register what had just happened. One minute she was kissing him, driving him to the brink of sanity, and the next, she was gone.

He was frustrated, his member was frustrated, every inch of him was burning with passion — ready to take their relationship to a whole new level. But it didn't happen. And that bothered him more than he thought it would.