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

‘‘Let me take you to shopping now...’’ Marcus replied to me as he offered his hand to hold mine, and then we entered the elevator together. ‘‘I know shopping is one of your all-time favorite activities here in Japan...’’


I felt offended because I had the impression that it wasn't true. It occurred to me that there were activities besides shopping that I would enjoy more, such as going for a stroll in an unfamiliar setting, tasting a variety of foods at a night market, seeing the sunrise while concocting a new novel in my head, or watching the sunset with someone.


‘‘Sure!’’ I tried my hardest to muster up a grin as I squeezed his hand, and I smiled at him. ‘‘Shopping is life!’’


After that, we proceeded for a stroll around Ginza, which is located along Tokyo's elite and is only one drive away from Hotel Shinagawa.


Our first stop. We visited the Tiffany & Co. store.


Chapter 37 BREAKING THE RULES