My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him-Chapter 339 - 337: Overwhelmed with Heartache
"Alexander Johnson, you bastard! Ah!"
Chloe Simpson never expected Alexander Johnson to suddenly become so fierce.
Engaging in such intense actions.
They had done it so many times, but it had never been this wild.
Indeed, men are naturally adept at these things.
And their variety is always much more than women’s.
"..."
Alexander Johnson remained silent, as if he hadn’t heard Chloe’s words.
He only knew how to continue, vent, stimulate her.
It seemed that only by doing this could he endure not missing her, not seeking her, not touching her for the foreseeable future.
Afterward, Chloe seemed like a toy.
Legs spread wide.
Split apart.
Her hands grasped, lifted into the air.
Dragged by the hips.
Pressed to kneel.
"Ah!"
"Mm!"
Chloe kept making sounds of unbearable discomfort.
The bed was almost wrecked from the turmoil.
Chloe could hear the creaking sound of the high-end custom bed.
Round after round of turmoil, Chloe truly couldn’t take it anymore.
"Alexander Johnson, please leave me be, okay? I’m begging you, not like this! I can’t stand it! Wuwuwu..."
"Alexander Johnson, wuwuwu... stop, I beg you, stop. Wuwuwu..."
At this moment, she really couldn’t say anything more, only crying and pleading for him to stop.
She felt she had never been this afraid of Alexander Johnson.
No, it couldn’t be said like that.
Previously, she was actually afraid of Alexander Johnson.
But it wasn’t this kind of fear.
Before, it was psychological fear.
Now, it was physical fear.
A fear that made her whole body tremble.
But at the same time, she was completely conflicted.
Among this fear, there was also some inexplicable excitement and thrill.
Tears kept flowing down.
Her body kept trembling.
Even her breath seemed to stop at that moment.
When Alexander Johnson saw her in this state, he finally couldn’t help but stop.
He truly couldn’t torture her.
Even though he reminded himself again and again in his heart.
He said that doing all this was to protect Chloe, to keep her away.
He still couldn’t do it.
He stopped his actions, leaned down, gently wiped the tears from her face, softly tidied the strands of hair by her ear.
"Chloe, don’t cry."
Seeing her drenched in sweat, he was heartbroken.
"!"
Chloe’s crying suddenly halted.
"Don’t be afraid, I didn’t mean to, I wasn’t trying to torture you, I just couldn’t help myself."
He leaned close to her, pressed against her, holding himself up, afraid his weight would crush her.
That gentle demeanor truly seemed like that of a deeply loving partner.
Furthermore, they were the type who, having been through life and death, wouldn’t give up on each other no matter what.
"..."
Chloe’s heart was instantly melted.
She couldn’t help but embrace Alexander’s strong waist, crying bitterly.
"Ah! Wuwuwu... Alexander Johnson, you bastard, wuwuwu... how can you bully me like this, wuwuwu..."
Chloe cried her heart out, like a child, holding onto him.
"Never again, never again, I’ll be gentler next time."
Alexander also repeatedly comforted her, and Chloe finally relaxed.
And until this moment, their bodies were still tightly intertwined.
Because of comforting Chloe, Alexander unintentionally moved.
"You!"
