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 has been five days since Marcus placed me under house arrest, and I am starting to believe that I am going insane. Marcus was not there when I got up in the morning, but he had already prepared breakfast for me. Later that day, when he returned home, I was already asleep, and I was aware that he was doing this on purpose.


One time, I had kept myself awake and not gone to sleep, waiting for him to arrive home from work, and he was taken aback when he saw me sitting in the living room.


‘‘Why are you still awake?’’ he asked me a question with a stern tone, but there was no hint of anger in his voice, and I thought that it was a positive indicator to talk to him about my phone. I have to get in touch with Gellie about work, and of course with Albert. I would be needing the phone to call him, and ask him about the paternity test.


Chapter 54 THE FATHER