A Millionaire, His Suit And Poor Me – Part 43

I felt like I hadn’t been in Henri’s attic in a very long time.

The anxiety in my stomach grew with every light that came on in the elevator, and the stupid music that was supposed to be calming was about to make every hair on my head tear out. It didn’t help either that Henris was watching me from across the small space, with his long legs and cold gaze.

I didn’t even realize I had reached the top floor until Henris’ fingers gently wrapped around my wrist. “Come.”

across the granite counter, along with a mess of spilled spices.

ughed lightly into the palm of my hand at the sight. “For someone who is always clean, it’s a compl

ent, “Not that you know that, considering you’re completely incompetent

ed by men who seem to know how to cook.”

od cook. I, in fact, worked in a bakery, in Cheshire.”

adoration. That thought was also enough to make me laugh, because as soon as the image crossed my mind, it was replaced with a more adult Henris in the same situation.

year old man in a little red apron giving people several pastries. “I’m going to need to see pictures of this. Like, ASAP.”

ly not.”

of my way.”

my lips. “Why can’t I help?”

kitchen on fire?”, he growl

em to go as planned, and since the last time I tried to make pancakes, over a year ago, I preferred not to get involved. Plus, it was endearing to sit and watch him work in the kitchen.

s I may have felt before entering the apartment was erased as soon as I took a seat on the stool, chin resting on my hands, looking at the most handsome man I had ever seen making me dinner, muttering to himself as if I wasn’t in the room and occasionally biting h

urted.

e Henry was using to slice stopped just short of cutting the carrot. “

.”

utlery cut the vegetable with a sharp sound. “I just don’t understand why.

tand?”

ng board, then poured the food into the steaming pot on the stove. “You told me all the things you hated about me. And then you said you loved me.” Henris

ense to me either. I think love and hate are closely linked, you know? I think the only reaso

didn’t say that was the case. I just want to know what you want from all this.” He frowned and took a sip of his wine while I teased the fo

barrassing.

“Noras,” I rem

ork on the ceramic plate with an ann

I do. You

understand every aspect of because, like, I don’t want that.” That look in

is

hing you like…”

g to take you upstairs,

n’t want me to think

ind other ways

ant to f**k?”

t that

d off his thighs and thrown over

ace. “Let me down!” He responded, playfully returning the blow to mine and getting out of the room, letting me slam against his back as he carried me. “It’s not very professional

ck you on my couch, but it’s still going to happen.” He hid

r loud scream and another slap. “Who gave you permission to lead?

ven give me time to recover from the attack; seconds later, Henris was lying directly on top of me, smelling of coconut and aftershave.

Baby, I was always in control. No

ed as he

h and tongue, this which made me moan as he bit down harder. At the same time his hands lightly pulled on the root o

my neck; this Henris who had no inhibitions and who was perhaps beginning to enjoy the chaos of my skin. I obediently raised my arms and threw the silky fabric

ant from all this.” He frowned and took a sip of his wine while I teased the food on my plate, trying to avoid his gaze. “Noras. It’s been a long time since I had a

tting on top of me. Everything from his seductive smile to the line of light hair trailing dow

t on purpose if slowly

rse I won’t tear it, Noras. It’s

“Of course

to firmly grip his lips.

coherent sentences. “Can you…” he

isses down my exposed collarbones, then to my turgid nipples that pushed against my lace bra. lips left fiery marks against my skin, completely distracting me as I felt his fingers remove

g my fingers in the hair at the base of his

e turning a playful smile on Me. “I’m

him, eyes wide

bout to

lemnly. “I need to have you on top

ine, before gently wrapping them around the bottom of to

oan that escaped my lips. He hooked his fingers under the black elastic and slid my underwear down to my thighs, where am I?

ed,

d starting to curl my fingers with a frown.

e?”

I need this”.

carefree as Henry released another low growl into the kiss, sending shivers down my spine. I quickly pulled his black boxers down his pale thighs,

up and moving

owly and carefully, feeling him grow inside me. I took a second to savor the fullness before slowly rising up

his hips was exactly against mine. At the exact angle, every time I pushed myself up and down, he hit the exact spot I had