Trapped pregnant with a Billionaire child

Marco continued to gaze at his wife with a questioning look, “Why do you seem hesitant? Is there some issue or do you want to buy something, perhaps, or do you want to go out?” Marco asked, starting to guess his wife’s desires, causing Letta to shake her head.

“Then what is it? Say it,” Marco asked, hugging his wife’s waist, finally prompting Letta to reach out and pull Marco closer, before Marco’s eyes widened when Letta suddenly kissed his lips. Not just a kiss, Marco could feel Letta moving between his lips. How her soft lips were now trying to play with his, until Letta stopped the kiss. After that, she gazed at Marco with a flushed face, before Letta immediately hid her blushing face in the crook of her husband’s neck, making Marco only able to smile at her endearing behavior.

“Ah, I’m really embarrassed,” Letta said in a coquettish tone, making Marco gently embrace his wife. “Why be ashamed? Isn’t it normal for a wife to kiss her husband?” Marco replied, making Letta shake her head, stil] not daring to meet Marco’s gaze.

“It’s because I rarely do it. I feel like a fierce woman attacking her own husband,” Letta said, making Marco chuckle. “It’s okay, you did it because it’s your own husband, just don’t do it to another man,” Marco said, making Letta release her embrace and look at Marco.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Of course, how could I dare do it with another man, when with you I’m always like this,” Letta said, making Marco just smile in response. Marco then examined his wife and began to realize that there was something different about Letta. Letta looked more beautiful, and even without makeup, Letta was already very beautiful, but now she looked truly different. She also smelled delightful, which Marco liked, her hair looked neatly combed, and the clothes she wore were unusual, causing Marco to start picking up signals from his wife’s appearance. Until finally, Marco realized it. Marco then smiled.

“Why, shall we continue?” Marco asked, winking, making Letta playfully hit Marco’s shoulder. “Don’t talk like that. I’m getting even more embarrassed,” Letta said, once again making Marco laugh.

“I just feel guilty because a few days ago we didn’t get the chance to do it, and this time, it seems like we have time because Freya is playing with Desi,” Letta said hesitantly, making Marco nod.

“Alright, I’m ready,” Marco said, making Letta widen her eyes. “Finish your work first. I can wait for you,” Letta said, making Marco shake his head.

“No, I can finish my work later. I have to take care of something more important first,” Marco said, as Letta was about to respond, when Marco silenced her with a quick kiss.

“No objections. Weren’t you already planning to do it? So, we will do it. Where? Here, or move to the bedroom, or perhaps in the bathroom?” Marco asked, making Letta feel flustered again, as Marco teased her openly.

“We’ll do it here, right? I mean, there’s a long sofa here, we can do it, right?” Letta confirmed, making Marco nod his head.

“Yes, just like that. Besides, we can do it anywhere. You just relax, your husband is very skilled at trying out different styles,” Marco said, making Letta really want to disappear in front of her husband, especially when Marco always spoke so frankly like this.

“Why don’t we go to the bedroom? Maybe you might not feel comfortable here,” Marco said, causing Letta to shake her head.

“No, because I keep my breast milk stock in the bedroom. I’m afraid Desi might need it. So it’s better for us to stay here. I also told Desi that I would accompany you while you work in your office, so she won’t disturb us for a while,” Letta said, making Marco nod again. It seemed that seeing his wife’s reaction, Letta was ready to go because she had prepared, even down to the breast milk stock for Freya, Marco thought.

“Alright. So, first of all, what should we do?” Marco asked, making Letta fall silent.

“Do it as usual. Don’t we usually not talk about it beforehand? We just do it directly, right?” Letta said, making Marco just smile.

“Well, who knows, maybe you’ve forgotten the procedure, considering how long it’s been since we last did it,” Marco said, making Letta sigh in annoyance.

“Come on, I’m just following my instincts and following what you want,” Letta said, as Marco smiled teasingly at her.

“Alright, how about some warm-up first?” Marco continued, winking, making Letta fall silent with a flushed face, and for some reason, it made Marco even more fond of his wife. Marco then began to reach his hand across his wife’s slender neck, stroking his thumb behind Letta’s ear, making Letta close her eyes, feeling the small electric shocks now spreading across every inch of her skin, all from the gentle touch of her husband.

“I love your scent like this,” Marco whispered into the crook of Letta”s neck, making Letta only able to press her shoulder and grip him tightly.

“Did you prepare all this for tonight?” he asked again, only to be answered by Letta’s nod. Then, Marco lifted Letta’s waist to sit facing him, and Letta could sit comfortably, now sitting properly in her husband’s lap.

“So, do I have plenty of time to play with my wife here?” Marco asked, making Letta smile again.

“Yes, as long as Freya isn’t fussy, you have as much time as you want,” Letta said, making Marco pull the corner of his lips. Then, he tasted the crook of Letta’s neck, until Marco returned to unite their lips, feeling each other’s heartbeat, the rising body temperature making Letta reach out, gripping Marco’s soft hair, then giving small massages, allowing Marco to feel his wife’s touch again.

Marco then lowered his kisses to Letta”s slender neck, leaving marks of passion on his wife’s neck, while Letta began to slowly open the nightgown she was wearing. Letta couldn’t think of anything now because Marco had managed to draw her in. Letta was also curious about Marco’s reaction when she revealed what she was wearing, until finally, the nightgown slowly descended past her shoulders and arms, causing Letta to stop, slightly loosening her embrace, gazing at Marco who was now in her lap, looking incredibly stunning. Her face flushed with the matching lingerie made Marco go wild, and he could only roughly caress her face.

“Why don’t you like it?” Letta asked, starting to worry about her husband’s response. Marco then looked back at Letta.

“No, how could I not like it? I’m just afraid that I won’t be able to control myself and end up locking you up in the office all day. I’m afraid I’ll be greedy and selfish and won’t give in to Freya,” Marco said, making Letta smile.

“Yes, for anything else, you can do it, just never take Freya’s time,” Letta said, making Marco smile again. Marco then completely took off the nightgown and threw it in any direction, making Letta look extremely alluring on Marco’s lap, with the lingerie hugging her beautiful body. Just seeing her like this was enough to drive Marco crazy. Marco reached out, touching every inch of Letta’s skin, making Letta close her eyes and tilt her head back, allowing Marco to see the red marks he had left on her slender neck.