Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 896: Chapter 896: Enna Clark, Look at Me

Enna Clark was awakened by a ticklish sensation on her neck.

She thought it was a mosquito.

Furrowing her brows, she reached out to swat at it.

A crisp sound rang out, and she abruptly snapped awake. Only then did she realize that the culprit for the ticklishness on her neck was not a mosquito at all, but the man who had woken up!

Baron Lawrence, caught off guard, was hit. There seemed to be fire burning in his eagle eyes, hot enough to burn someone to ashes, as he gritted his teeth, “Enna! Clark!”

“I didn’t do it on purpose.” Enna Clark reflexively explained.

Baron Lawrence’s intense gaze was fixed on her face as he ground out, “Too late!”

Having said that, he lowered his head and covered her lips, his kisses descending on her lips, neck, and collarbone like a tempest.

Enna Clark could feel the rapid breathing of the man looming over her, and she instinctively tried to dodge, “Baron Lawrence, stop, I…”

“Can’t stop!”

She was unaware that men could have morning…excitement?

Waking up to find the woman he loved lying next to him, did she think he was a machine that could pause at any moment?

Unless she had woken up just as the idea came to him and rejected him outright, it was already too late for him to stop now.

His actions demonstrated how unable he was to stop.

The fervent, assertive kisses kept coming, leaving Enna Clark feeling a chill over her chest and a buzz in her ears. Because she had just woken up, her mind hadn’t cleared, and she had no idea how to stop him; her body was instinctively responding to the man’s movements.

“Mmm…” A low purr spilled from her throat.

“Damn it!”

The man who had been trying to control himself could no longer restrain himself, his eagle eyes glued to her face, and in the nick of time, he grabbed her hand.

As friction warmed her palm, Enna Clark abruptly realized the situation, her cheeks flushed, and she looked away.

“Enna Clark, look at me!” It was a command!

She was terribly embarrassed and dared not turn back.

“I’m giving you three more seconds. If you don’t turn back and look into my eyes, you’ll bear the consequences!”

He wasn’t a saint, and what he was doing now was pushing the limits of his endurance!

If she didn’t look at him, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold back!

“3.”

Enna Clark didn’t expect him to actually count down and panicked a bit.

“2.”

She quickly made a decision, struggled through the shame, turned her head back, and looked into his eyes—

His eyes were now as deep as a well, endless, as if they were the night sky, absorbing all the light.

His pupils were pitch black, filled with restraint, indulgence, whimsy, nobility, arrogance… hauntingly beautiful to the point of being mesmerizing.

Especially now, they were irresistibly beautiful.

“Enna Clark.”

His voice was husky, sexy, and there was a hint of endurance in it.

“Hmm~”

“Enna Clark, look at me!”

She could distinctly feel the increased pace of her hand enveloped by the man’s large hand; her arm tingled with a dull ache, and she couldn’t help wanting to pull away.

She had just made a move when a muffled groan suddenly reached her ears.

“Someday, I’m going to die at your hands!”

He really meant at her hands!

Because she must have been sent by heaven to deal with him!

Only she could make him feel so miserable and yet so pleasured at the same time! She was like poison, evidently addictive, yet impossible to quit!

After release, he rose from the bed, his face taut, and forced out through clenched teeth, “Once we get back to the country, I’m getting a vasectomy!”