THE HILARIOUS HUSBAND (LEE BROTHERS #2)

Chapter 43

CONTENT WARNING!

Please note: The following chapter contains s*xual scenes and is intended for mature audiences only! This material is not suitable for minors. Reader discretion is advised.

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

❥ ELISSE GARCIA ❥

"Kung gusto mong ibalik ko sa 'yo ang lipstick mo... kumaldag ka muna sa ibabaw ko."

I blinked, trying to process the audacity of his words. His gaze didn't waver, and he leaned closer, his voice low and tempting. "I want to see someone like you—an ice queen—perform on top of me. Gusto kong makita kung tulad ba ng trabaho mo sa kompanya, kaya mo ring ibigay ang best mo pagdating sa pagkaldag."

My heart raced, at aaminin kong nag-init ang magkabila kong pisngi sa sinabi niya. His words were like a spark igniting something inside me—anger, curiosity, maybe even the tiniest hint of excitement. And I hated how easily he could get under my skin with just a few words, the way he could make me feel both irritated and intrigued at the same time.

Pero dahil hindi ako 'yon—bumibibigay nang basta-basta—umiling ako at nilapat ang mga palad ko sa dibdib niya para itulak siya. "Stop messing with me, Hope Ryker Lee."

"Oh f*cking sh*t, darling," he groaned. Nakatalikod na 'ko sa kaniya, and I was about to rinse the shampoo out of my hair when I felt his arms wrap tightly around my waist, pulling me back against him.

F*ck, f*ck, f*ck! I could feel his hardness pressing against the top of my ass. My whole body reacted, caught between the need I felt and the stubbornness that refused to give in.

"Nasabi ko na ba sa 'yo na tinitigasan ako kapag buo mong tinatawag ang pangalan ko?" malandi niyang bulong. His face was now next to my neck, at ramdam ko ang mainit niyang hininga habang sinasadyang ikiskis sa likod ko ang kaniyang alaga.

"Yes—"

"And yet you did it again? Gusto mo sigurong matira ulit patalikod, 'no?" His voice was low, teasing, and just as dangerous as the way his hand slid forward.

Nag-awtomatikong pumikit ang mga mata ko nang dumako 'yon sa pagkababae ko. He began to stroke me there, teasing my cl*t in slow, deliberate circles. The sensation was too much, pulling soft moans from my throat as my body betrayed me, responding to his touch.

But just when I was on the edge of surrender, he stopped.

"Banlaw muna tayo, Senyorita. Para hindi ka mahilam. Mahirap na, baka lalo mo 'kong hindi makita kahit lagi akong nasa tabi mo." His tone was playful, almost mockingly gentle, as if he hadn't just brought me to the brink of breaking.

Matapos naming magbanlaw, muli niya akong hinawakan sa braso at iginiya palabas sa bathroom. We were both still naked as we headed toward the bed. He gently pushed me down in the middle of it, while he reached over to the drawer to get a condom.

Noong naisuot na niya 'yon 'tsaka niya ako binalikan. Pumuwesto siya sa pagitan ng mga hita kong nakaikom. "Talikod," he ordered, his voice deep and authoritative. I blinked, caught off guard. "I mean, tuwad."

I swallowed hard. Seeing my hesitation, he helped me up, guiding me until I was in position, hands and knees pressed against the bed.

When everything was aligned, he positioned himself behind me, gripping his hard length as he guided it toward my entrance. The anticipation built as I felt him at my most sensitive part, his presence commanding my entire attention.

"Mas masarap kapag nakatuwad, Elisse. Mas mararamdaman mo," bulong niya, kasunod ang bigla niyang pagbaon sa 'kin, dahilan nang pagsubsob ko sa kama na may kasamang pagdaing.