Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife

Chapter 171 Punishment for Kara

Five hours later, Kara came to herself.

She was dizzy with the kiss. James reluctantly let her go and put her on the sofa. Kara covered her

face with both hands and dared not look at James.

"Do you want to sleep?"

Kara curled up. She shook her head at first and then nodded.

James stroked her head, got up and closed the curtains. He covered Kara with a blanket and lay down

beside her.

"Let's sleep."

Kara looked up at James in confusion and asked, "Don't you need to work?"

"My job now is to sleep with you. Close your eyes."

James ordered coldly. He gently stroked Kara's head, just like coaxing a pet cat.

Kara frowned. Now her hair was much longer and it was messed up.

Sometimes, James would pull too hard and Kara would feel painful. She was a little unhappy and

wanted to get away from his hand.

"James, you just tangled up my hair."

"Okay, I'll help you detangle it."

He meant what he said. He combed Kara's hair gently with his fingers and patiently detangled the hair.

Kara was speechless.

She couldn't stop James from what he wanted to do. She sighed helplessly and closed her eyes.

After a while, Kara fell asleep.

Five hours later, she woke up and she saw that James was still working.

He was really busy.

Kara lay on the sofa and stared at James.

Kara had once heard that men who were working were of the most fascination. Kara raised her

eyebrows. It was true.

The outline of his side face was beautiful and his nose was tall. James was thinking about a question

and pursed his lips. His eyes were cold and sharp.

Kara took out her phone and muted it. She took a picture of James from a good angle.

Looking at the photos, Kara could not help but admire James' beauty.

"What are you looking at?"

"You!"

Kara replied instinctively. She looked up and saw James. She was shocked and suddenly sat up. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Kara quickly hid her phone behind her and was too nervous to utter a word.

"You took photos of me without my permission. Do you know that you violated my portrait right?"

James looked at her coldly. He didn't even bother to get her phone.

He could just hack into her phone and check anything if he wanted.

When Kara heard the expression "portrait right", she stared at James in shock and retorted, "I didn't!"

"Criminals all claim to be innocent."

James retorted. He looked at Kara coldly and crooked his long finger at her.

"What to do?" Kara leaned against the sofa defensively and wanted to hide her phone into the gap.

Kara refused to come. Then James went to her.

He pushed Kara down onto the sofa like a cheetah.

James took off his suit and he was wearing his black shirt.

He was in a pair of black trousers. The hem of the shirt was neatly tied in the trousers, heightening his

long legs.

"The punishment for the criminal!"

James knelt on the sofa and controlled Kara. He held her face with his hands and gently kissed her

injured face. His lips were warm and Kara could feel his hot breathing.

Kara's face turned red. So did her ears.

Out of experience, Kara decided not to push him away. Or James would do more things which would

make her feel shy.

Kara didn't dare to take the initiative. She just closed her eyes and looked up blankly.

She pretended to be dead.

However, it was obvious that James wouldn't let her go easily. He kissed her from lips to her forehead

and then back to the lips.

When James kissed back to Kara's lips, which were red and swollen, he fixed his eyes on her neck. He

smiled and then lowered his head to lick it.

"James, it's itchy." Kara couldn't bear the strange feeling and twisted her body. She wanted to escape.

"How is the itch?"

James bit her earlobe gently. He did it on purpose.

Kara could not explain this feeling. When James started to lick her, she felt as if she got an electric

shock.

The place James had licked gradually became hot.

James looked at Kara's red cheek. She was staring at him with her watery eyes. James tensed up and

dared not to make any more moves.

James lay on the sofa with Kara and held her in his arms. Kara could feel his hot breathing and she felt

uncomfortable.

This was the first time.

They were intimate and Kara was sober. She was ashamed and shy, but she dared not resist.

After a while, she felt that James calmed down. She was holding his shirt tightly and now she relaxed a

little. Her big eyes blinked and she suddenly was curious about James.

Although James calmed down and was as cold as before, the corners of his eyes were still red. It

meant that he was out of control just now.

Kara felt proud in her heart. It turned out that Uncle James was like this after being intimate.

"Uncle James, what are you doing?"

James suddenly knocked Kara on the head. Kara was upset and just called him Uncle James.

"Kara, call me my name."

Hearing Kara call him Uncle James, James knew that there was still an obstacle in her heart.

He was her uncle, not lover.

James always deliberately reminded Kara to call him his name. He hoped that Kara would realize that

he was her man, not an elder.

But obviously, there was a long way to go.

"OK. James."

Kara pouted. She lowered her head and rolled her eyes.

No matter what James did, he was her Uncle James forever!

James was always busy working. It was rare for him to chat with her. Kara would not miss the good

chance.

After a while, she rubbed against James' chest like a kitten.

"James, I haven't thought of the theme for the competition yet. Master Larry said that if I can't hand in a

good work, I will have less salary. This is my first job."

James indulged her. Kara's voice was soft, gentle and sweet. Sometimes she was worried, sometimes

she was happy and sometimes she was adorable. James listened to her patiently.

Kara was just eighteen. Her skin was still delicate and fair. In the sunset, her smile was even brighter

than the sun at noon.

After a while, Libby knocked on the door and told them that dinner was ready.

They tidied their clothes and went downstairs.

James noticed that Kara was worried about the competition and did not sleep well at night. So he did

not go to work the next day and changed into casual clothes.

"James, why do you put on sportswear today? Are there any activities?" Kara blinked her big eyes and

stared at him in confusion.

James said in a mysterious tone, "You'll know when you get there."

"Where?"

James was the driver and Kara sat on the front passenger seat. James personally buckled the seat belt

for her and lowered his head to kiss her.

Kara was shy.