Chapter 490: Is Arthur so dirty?

"No." Ella Thompson's mouth said no, but her hands told otherwise, playing his bare body like a piano.

"You pretentious little girl," Alvin Lindsey chuckled.

He yanked off Ella's one-piece pajamas, kissing her like a raging storm, on her face, her ears, her delicate neck, her soft chest, every inch of her beautiful body…

Ella, feeling utterly tantalized by him, was overflowed with pleasure. Her blood was boiling, her legs tightly clinging around his waist, her soft moans entwined with his heavy breathing...

...

That familiar part of him, finally entered her once again...

It gave her a feeling of warmth, like the long-awaited rain after a drought, an incomparable joy, and delight...

...

The next day.

The sun was high up in the sky.

Ella was still in bed, not rising.

Last night, she was absolutely worn out.

Perhaps it had been a long time for Arthur, who took her again and again, in every position imaginable.

And she needed him…