Chapter 902
Chapter 902
“| was thinking, we haven't had a fight in a long time.”
“Huh?” Elliot stared at her strangely. “Isn’t that a good thing? Do you want us to argue non-stop?” Sheena chuckled. “People say an occasional argument spices up life. It just feels
when we never fight.”
ange
He raised an eyebrow, his lips curving mischievously. “So, do you want to try picking a fight today? Release some pent-up frustration.”
“How should we fight?” Immediately, Elliot’s expression turned serious and stern. “Sheena, you've been
increasingly disregarding me lately. As your husband, is it wrong to want to sleep with you? You even restrict our sex life. That’s just heartless and cruel!”
Sheena furrowed her brows and suddenly grabbed his ear.
“Ouch, that hurts! Please have mercy, honey!”
Unmoved, Sheena’s anger began to rise.
“Elliot, are you deliberately picking a fight? Accusing me of not being intimate with you?”
His features tightened, looking particularly aggrieved. “I was just demonstrating. How could | possibly hold any grudges against you?”
Sheena snorted.
She saw right through his little scheme.
“Just now, you called me ‘Sheena’ in such a stern tone. Let’s go upstairs for your punishment. Elliot’s face turned pale.
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“Honey...” His voice trailed off with a hint of coyness.
“What is it?”
Elliot wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his face in her neck, and took a deep Chanter 902
breath.
“Please, be gentle.”
Sheena stifled a laugh, rubbing the back of his head.
“I'll make sure to make you feel comfortable, experiencing double pleasure.”
She grabbed his expensive tie, wrapping it around her hand a few times, and pulled him up eagerly. “Let's go. It’s time for your punishment.”
Elliot allowed himself to be led by her dominantly, willingly indulging in her
intoxicatingly sweet poison,
At noon, Elliot and Sheena enjoyed a little rendezvous that led to an unstoppable cascade of passion.