I paid a virgin

Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Never dare a man who had an unsatisfiable sexual needs, he will never let you out of the shower without almost collapsing in tiredness. Even after that tiring activities he carried me bridal style back to the room, no sign of fatigue in his face. I admit it he is a strong man to still stand and carry me despite making me scream and moan in the bathroom. And to think he was carrying me the entire time we shower, hmm....exactly how many times he visits the gym to have this freakishly brute strength I would never know. But by his ten packs and sexy chest I guess he loves to workout to impress or he just wanted to strengthen his body more.

"Okay  okay you prove your point, now stop with the touching I need to get dress, it's been two hours Myles  will wake up any moment now and we needed to go back home and explain to my parents and siblings about the move-Trench don't you dare come near me you caveman," I threatened when he eyed me in that mischievous way that promises another love making. How many times in two hours we've been fooling around, I lost count.

"You sure you want to stop, love?" he advance at me and push me against the wardrobe where I was searching clothes to wear.

I glared at his innocent pouty face before I tried to push him away from me. He didn’t even move an inch bit. Stupid tall person with muscular body.

"Yes, I want to stop now okay. Now get dress you are still butt naked." I was determined not to look down because let's face it temptation is an inch away from my grasp.

He flex both of his arms and his yummy biceps came into view. "You sure you want to cover this sexiness from your exclusive view? Live show baby, free touch if you wa-"

He was cut off by a little girl's voice calling us. "Mommy, daddy...." Myles   whined. I immediately took his distraction and put on undwear, lustful apparel if you ask me. No doubt he bought it in Victoria secrets store. I put on a mid night blue cami and cream khaki short. I push him inside his monstrous wardrobe just in time for the door to open  and came in my pouting daughter.

"I'm starving, it woke me up," she pouted.

"Really Myles   what are you keeping in that tummy of yours? A zoo?" I teases. Jeez she just ate a lot two hours ago, and still when she woke up she is craving for food.

"Can we go to the shop and eat some cupcakes?" she begged, jumping in lap and took my face with both of her tiny hands. 

"Hmmm...." I fake thinking it through.

"Of course we can," butted the father who was wearing a simple V neck t shirt the same color as mine. He is in khakis too but it was gray. "We needed to talk to your grandparents anyway."

"Ooh ooh let's go now daddy!" Myles 's thrilled. She tried to reach for her daddy's waist but ended only touching his knees.

Trench  bent down and carried  her. "Yoh are so tiny, sweetie" he chuckled.

"I'll grow up someday you'll see," she pouted.

"No I don't want you to grow up. Myles  is so adorable to grow up, besides guys will give you trouble. Punch them automatically-"

"Trench!" I couldn't help scolding him. He is poisoning Myles 's perspective.

"What?" he asked innocently, "you want to meet my sister sweetie, your aunt will teach you how to kick some butt. Yep, it's been decided you will learn martial arts, okay."

There's nothing I can do but to sigh at his proposal however it seems to sound overly protective and too much for a young age. Myles  won't be a ballerina like her grandma envisioned, she will be in martial arts learning self defense. If you ask me, maybe I prefer Trench's objectives, in that way I know Myles  is always protected, and I know her dad will put bodyguards on her as she grow up.