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

I used my hand to signal Gellie that I was too busy to talk to Marcus at the moment, and she acknowledged my gesture by nodding and understanding what I meant.


‘‘I’m sorry, Sir…’’ I heard her say to Marcus, her voice was so low, afraid that she might be scolded by my husband. ‘‘But Miss Felicia is busy right now--- oh, okay, Sir. Okay…’’


Gellie covered the mouthpiece of the telephone with her hand and then drew closer to me.


‘‘Sir Marcus said, he wants to tell you something important…’’ my personal assistant whispered, and I heaved a sigh as I took the phone from her.


‘‘Yes, Marcus…?’’ I asked, frowning. I was still upset by the fact that I couldn’t remember the password of my laptop. I have to open it as soon as possible.


‘‘Felicia…’’ Marcus said, and I could already feel the excitement in his voice as he spoke. ‘‘I have an event to attend tonight that benefits a charity, and I'd really like for you to join me...’’


Chapter 50 CHARITY GALA