Mr. Ford Is Jealous
Chapter 450

Chapter 450

Stella thought it would take some effort to get Weston's approval, but she did not expect it to be so easy.

Stella suppressed the discomfort in her heart. She put on a happy face and raised her head. Then, she kissed his throat softly and muttered, "Thanks..."

Weston's gaze suddenly became very dangerous. He pressed her shoulders and slowly slid his hand down. "Are you going to thank me with just your mouth?" Stella suddenly blushed. She rested her forehead on his waist and muttered softly, "I thought my mouth would be enough..." Weston's hand on the back of her head suddenly tightened.

Weston could hear the implied meaning in her words. He chuckled softly. "You're really..."

He could not think of any words to describe Stella at the moment. She was in control of all his emotions. It took him a lot of self-control to resist the urge to hold her in his arms and ravage her. Weston's voice turned raspy. "Do you want to?" Stella nodded. "Maybe someday." She evened her breathing and tried not to show her disgust. "Weston, remember what you promised me..." "Okay." Stella looked forward to the snow the most.

Whenever it snowed, the soft snow would dance as it fell and cover the ground with a layer of white. There would be a creaking sound when she stepped on the snow with her shoes.

When she stepped on the snow, the ground would become smooth. However, people with poor balance would always fall.

She missed the carefree moments when she used to have fun in the snow.

There seemed to be a hailstorm outside. It was hitting the window panes and making bursts of noise.

Stella's eyes were moist, as if tears were in her eyes.

Her smooth skin glistened under the snowy glow as her long hair spread out on the bed. The view of her contrasted sharply with the bed sheets.

This intense clash of colors hit the man hard. He drew everything from her greedily as he breathed in all her scent.

Stella was forced to lift her arms and wrap them around his back. Then, she closed her eyes in a deep sigh.

Weston felt that if he were to express his feelings at the moment in one sentence, he could only think of this vow-he was willing to give his life right at this very moment to make time stop. The snow outside continued falling.

Fern City's weather was not as kind as the weather in Ahn City. When they woke up in the morning, there was already a layer of snow outside the window. Stella opened her eyes. Before she was fully awake, she felt a blinding white light in front of her eyes. A pair of large hands covered her eyes the next second. She closed her eyes again as the warm palm pressed on her eye. After a short silence, she asked in a hoarse voice, "What time is it?"

Weston held her in his arms. Their skin was close to each other without any barrier of warmth. It was as if they were meant to be this close. He said, "Nine o'clock in the morning." "That's late." Stella opened her eyes immediately. "Don't you need to work?" Weston pressed a kiss on her shoulder. Stella flinched a little. Then, he lifted the covers. "I don't have to go in the morning. You can get some rest." Stella closed her eyes again. She was a little tired and felt sore everywhere.

Their intimacy last night lasted for too long. It had been a long time since their last intimacy. She kept hypnotizing herself to accept him, but she still instinctively rejected him. As a result, the whole process yesterday became very difficult.

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