WIDOW IN MY BED

“For the next few days, keep me company. I will give you everything you ask if you willingly accompany me.”

Amanda was stunned for a moment. The words just reflexively filled his entire brain. Amanda La Howard knows very clearly the meaning of accompanying Big BOSS. It’s not a child’s play that accompanies sightseeing or telling stories because the main subject of this offer is the bed.

Amanda doesn’t want to go any further about something that sounds unpleasant. Because now Amanda’s feeling disdain.

But secretly, he felt proud because a strange man wanted his body. But why did the husband get rid of her and hurt her? Aaaa. Amanda forgot she wasn’t perfect.

Without comment, Amanda rose from the chair. Trying to leave, Matthew Wallace’s bodyguard held the body to take his seat back.

“What the fuck!” Amanda maki brusquely, spontaneously.

Amanda even got rougher after the bodyguard tied her arms and legs using webbing straps. He rebelled, was angry, and tried to escape, but his efforts were in vain. In front of a Mafia boss, Amanda was brave enough to curse and be as insolent as she is now. Matt just took out his prisoner last night. But Amanda doesn’t know who Matt is, how sadistic and dangerous that guy is.

Matt smiled mischievously despite receiving a hostile look. “You know what’s wrong with you, pretty?” she asked.

Amanda wouldn’t answer; she chose to turn her face. Amanda’s sorry she allowed him to join her desk this morning.

Now Amanda feels threatened because Matt is secretly getting closer. He put the tip of her nose on Amanda’s shoulder, desperate to sip the scent of that woman’s body, which has since felt like cocaine. Amanda was restless. She got goosebumps with Matthew Wallace’s breath, stimulating her delicate feathers.

“Manner, please!” said Amanda, who was feeling restless and began to get excited.

That sounds funny to Matt because he’s horny right now.

Matt raised his head, then said in a gentlemanly voice. “I’ll treat you well for the next two weeks.”

“Don’t you have an attitude? After tying me up like this, now you’re giving me a sex invitation?” Amanda wasn’t afraid to say bluntly. It makes Matt raise one of his eyebrows.

Matt smiled obliquely. Amanda wasn’t the naive woman he had imagined. The young man drew closer until Amanda’s heart responded with a frenzied thud.

“Invitation to fuck? You understand, and shouldn’t you answer immediately, willingly or yes?”

One more scratch and Matt won’t be able to control himself. It’s not about falling in love, but because Amanda’s perfume smells delicious, it makes Matt impatient to taste her breakfast.

Amanda smiled cynically. “Skinny! Keep on dreaming, Boss!” Amanda said affirmatively.

Matt’s not mad. The young man locked Amanda’s eyeballs, not letting Amanda walk away from her intimidating stare. Matt looks like a man who’s so domineering, powerful, and so good at controlling his opponents. Like this time, it left Amanda out of her mind.

Without saying a word, the man with his cheek touched Amanda’s hair tip and bought it at a glance. Then look at the other part that’s more up his mind, bust, put his hands there. Touch gently, then lift it, twist Amanda’s nipples that look a little prominent, and pull it rough. Because it just so happens that she’s wearing a bra without a sponge.

Amanda’s face looks like it’s on fire. And it’s only natural that this happens to a grown woman like herself. What’s more, Amanda has never received any service from her ex-husband since six months ago.

Amanda can’t think when the young man in front of her stomps on the dress she’s wearing, followed by two fingers who slip into her underwear. Amanda had a little sense of when Matt touched her intimate organs with such an asshole that she put her head up and unconsciously curled her body.

Matt’s big hand is currently between Amanda’s thighs, giving her a soft massage that challenges her passion. Caressing that damp place, the center of the world’s happiness, that Matt is currently longing for.

Matt was so dominant when Amanda felt her every touch felt so fast, so warm. It’s like it’s dredging up what’s inside Amanda. It feels good and keeps Amanda’s hands twitching.

Her whole body was shaking. Amanda couldn’t breathe because she was holding her back. His mind was utterly messed up.

Amanda doesn’t sigh. She won’t lose her control. But Amanda enjoys it. Matt’s fingers feel complete in there. And she didn’t realize Amanda had even opened her legs to give the young man access. Then, just as Amanda was about to get Matt’s release, he pulled his hand back. It makes Amanda feel played.

“It takes a little effort to get fun, beautiful,” Matt affirmed his sentence, smiling thinly. Then, play Amanda one more time and lick Amanda’s thigh in a wet way.

Matt still needs to be finished. “Look, don’t you enjoy it? You should thank me for protecting you last night, and this morning, I offered you heaven.”

“I’m not asking you to protect me, asshole!” yelled Amanda. “And I’m not a cheap woman you can play with! You don’t know me, so don’t mess with me! I assure you, my brother will destroy you if you don’t let go of this damn bond soon!” After a few seconds of almost orgasm, Amanda, who lost her patience, no longer cared about who she was dealing with.

Matt stuck his index finger on Amanda’s lips. “Ss! Women should be beautiful when they speak. You look like my sister, rude.”

“Listen to me, lady, I will not touch you any further if you still refuse me. But I’ll give you the pleasure if you want to keep me company.” Matt said, with a smirk that looks like shit-sexy. While trying to calm down his manhood, it’s getting stifling.

“Bitch! You just touched me! You son of a bitch!” Amanda curses, still reluctant to admit that the man’s fingers are like the world’s paradise.

Unfortunately, these beautiful lips can only keep cursing. How much more beneficial it would be to rub my dick. Matt said with his dirty mind.

“Okay. I’ll untie this bond if you promise to stop cussing?”

“Fuck this shit!”

“Promise me?” said Matt, holding back his patience.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Amanda tried to calm down when Matt looked at her powerfully. “Okay, I promise.”

“The promise must be kept, for if you ever again curse me, I will punish you. Deal?”

“Deal!” It didn’t take long to think because Amanda couldn’t stand the bond. And Amanda also needs to change her wet underwear.

In front of Amanda, Matt needed to remember his manager. Chapter two won’t be a pushy bastard. But look now, Big BOSS is becoming an asshole. Matt doesn’t care about principles.

The silhouette he saw last night completely lost his mind. Matt’s getting curious about the scenery behind Amanda’s clothes. Plus, he couldn’t take his eyes off Amanda’s red lips. Damn it.

Not wanting Amanda to discover if she had succeeded in fascinating Matthew Wallace, Matt called one of his men. “Let go of the bond. Let him enjoy his vacation on this ship.” His orders.

Amanda immediately moves out of the chair, walks quickly, and suddenly turns her head. Their eyes are staring at each other. “Listen, you son of a bitch! I curse you to be eaten by sharks in this ocean!” Amanda said aloud. He’s cursing.

You broke your promise, miss. I’ll punish you later.