Trapped pregnant with a Billionaire child

Marco gazed at the red fabric that now enveloped his wife’s body, highlighting her prominent sensuality, causing Marco to greedily gaze at every inch of her skin, while Letta could only embrace him and tilt her head back to savor every touch Marco bestowed upon her.

“Why are you only wearing it now?” Marco asked in one of his flirtatious tones, to which Letta could only murmur, “Because I am finally ready to wear it,” Letta replied, causing Marco to smile. Marco then began to caress Letta’s long legs, certain that she was sitting on his lap, “Is this comfortable?” Marco asked again.

“Yes, for now it is still comfortable, we can move to the sofa later,” Letta replied with a soft whisper, the warm breaths they exchanged causing their bodies to react to each other, until Marco once again tilted his head to gaze at Letta’s blushing face. How beautiful the light makeup looked on his wife’s face, making her even more enchanting.

Marco then kissed Letta’s cheek before locking their lips once again, causing Letta to grip his shoulders tightly. Marco then began to untie the small strings that were in front of him, freeing Letta’s previously tightly bound sensitive areas from the thin fabric that now made her sensitive sides more visible and taut, making Marco gaze at her.

“May I taste it?” Marco asked, winking one of his eyes, making Letta completely unable to resist her husband’s temptation.

“Remember, don’t be greedy because this is Freya’s part,” Letta said again, making Marco only smile faintly, and the next moment Letta couldn’t say anything anymore, when Marco started playing with it, gently caressing it, making Letta only draw her body closer.

“Is it okay like this? Look,” Marco said again, as he saw the fluid now coming out from Letta’s sensitive areas, making Letta shake her head, “It’s okay,” Letta said, making Marco finally bow down and eagerly taste both of Letta’s sensitive areas, making Letta truly feel something she hadn’t felt in a long time, how her sensitive sides now felt even tighter, just with Marco playing with her body like that, soft moans now filling Marco’s workspace, making Marco unable to resist the moans Letta was releasing.

Marco began to extend his hand, caressing Letta’s long legs, then trailing up her back, and ending at Letta’s back, which had undergone quite a significant change, even making Marco feel that his wife’s body looked even more ideal after giving birth. Some parts that Marco liked seemed even more enticing, until Letta was slightly surprised when Marco touched her eagerly.

“Does it hurt?” Marco asked, making Letta shake her head, “No, I was just a little surprised by how vigorously you played with it,” Letta said, making Marco smile. Letta then extended her hand, touching Marco’s lips, which appeared wet from the fluid he had just eagerly sucked.

“It doesn’t taste bad,” Marco said, making Letta smile. Letta then extended her hand, massaging the back of Marco’s ears sensually, making Marco gaze at his increasingly alluring wife, before Letta leaned in again, as if she was going to take over their game.

Letta got off Marco’s lap without releasing her kiss, making Marco only able to hold onto his wife’s waist. Letta released the link of their lips by standing in front of him, allowing Marco to see more clearly the shape of her body.

Letta then turned to look for something on Marco’s desk, then lifted her long hair, revealing her back and the alluring parts of her body, making Marco stroke the corner of his lips in satisfaction. Letta turned out to be looking for something to tie her beautiful flowing hair, before turning back to Marco and smiling when Marco seemed satisfied with her current appearance.

Letta began to kneel in front of Marco, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows, “I don’t know if my game will meet your expectations, but yes, I will try,” Letta said, making Marco still unmoved, seeing how his wife was now beneath him, starting to extend his hand and touch something that now belonged to him.

Marco knew what Letta was going to do when Letta extended her hand and caressed his pulsating core, especially when Letta began to slip in and bring it out, making Marco only groan enjoying the gentle touch from his wife.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Marco asked, making Letta nod, “Tonight, I promised to make you happy, didn’t I?” Letta said, making Marco extend his hand to caress Letta’s face, pulling her closer, and the next moment Marco could grip the arms of his large chair when he felt the warmth and softness of his core inside Letta’s mouth, enjoying the tongue that was now playing with it.

Marco began to adjust his sitting position, enjoying every suck, the rhythm of suction that Letta provided, making Marco start helping Letta to hold her hair that sometimes obstructed her face. Marco saw how beautiful Letta looked beneath him, playing with his core. Sweat began to drench Marco’s muscular body, making Marco finally take off the clothes he was wearing, revealing his athletic body that he had maintained all this time.

Marco groaned loudly as something now came out from within him, causing Letta to stop her movements, but that was not enough to make him stop; his core was still not satisfied with just the first release. Marco then pulled Letta closer, reuniting their lips, feeling the remaining fluid on his wife’s lips eagerly.

Marco pressed Letta’s nape before biting her lower lip, making Letta moan quite loudly. Marco then straightened his body, without releasing their lip lock, then lifted Letta to sit on his work table, clearing anything that was piled up there. It was as if Marco didn’t care about the scattered files now littering the floor.

With one pull, Marco removed the thin clothing clinging to his wife’s body, making Letta now completely exposed before Marco, allowing Marco to freely touch every inch of her skin. Marco then cupped both of Letta’s sensitive areas, continuing to play with his tongue against Letta’s, entwining each other, making Letta moan into their kiss.

Letta could only grip her husband’s hair, giving a strong massage, as if her body was truly unable to contain the surge that had been building and was now difficult for her to withstand. Until finally, Letta could feel it when Marco lifted both of her long legs, causing Letta to lean back.

Marco released their lip lock, looking at Letta’s melancholic face, “It’s my turn,” Marco said, making Letta silent as Marco began to kiss each of her long legs, making Letta only able to close her eyes, especially when Marco began to bend down, holding both of Letta’s long legs that were now spread wide in front of him.

This was the first time they had been so intimate since Letta gave birth to Freya, and this was the first time for them to rekindle their love for each other. For them, Freya was not an obstacle, but they tried to devote all their attention to their beloved daughter; these were the important things they did for their precious daughter.