Warning: 18+
‘‘Felicia...’’ he whimpered as he entered me from behind.
I bit the inside of my lower lip to keep a muffled scream from coming out, which was very close to happening.
Marcus positioned his hands on my hips and began to find his rhythm in a way that was deliberate but profound.
I arched slightly to allow Marcus to knead my breasts after his hands crept underneath me and into the space between them. While he was rolling my nipples between his fingers, I was having a terrible time stifling the groans that were coming out of my mouth.
‘‘It’s okay, baby…’’ he whispered into my ear. ‘‘Just moan for my name…’’
I rested my cheek against the pillow, my eyelids immediately closed tightly, and every time Marcus thrust into me, I was pushed forward, but his pace was slow, and he always pulled out completely before entering me again, making sure that I took every inch of him.
‘‘Felicia…’’ his voice was shaking as he whispered my name, his hand moved to rub my clit, and I felt like my body was about to explode. My thoughts were all over the place, and I'm at a loss for anything else to say.
‘‘Don’t---’’ my words were cut short due to the extreme pleasure he was giving me.
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Felicia is a sixteen years old high school student and was about to confess her love to her crush on the first day of the new term, however, she was stopped by Marcus, the bully king in her class and she accidentally fell down the stairs. When she woke up, she found her traveled into the world ten years later. To her surprise, the bully king in her school became her husband, but what made her shocked even more was that they had a three year old son!

Bully King Became My Husband

It was nearly six o'clock in the evening, and Marcus had not yet returned home from the office. Kenny was picked up by the maid from the school this afternoon, and I asked her to accompany in playing with him in the living room, while I was here in the library, still busy with my phone.


I was determined to reveal my identity just to help Marcus and save him from this predicament. I was unable to remove their picture that easily as my father had instructed me to, but I can help him prove to everyone that he’s innocent from their accusations.


I was typing a comment using my scriptwriter’s account, stating that Marcus isn’t that kind of husband. Mila and him are working together in the story that I wrote, and the picture that they saw was only Mila saying goodbye to Marcus because the meeting had just come to an end.


Chapter 31 MAKING UP