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Chapter 1346 A Little Sweet
It would kill him if he still held back when his private parts were so hard.
Marcellus felt very uncomfortable, really uncomfortable.
He took a deep breath but did not let go. Instead, he tried his best to tell her in a gentle voice, "Baby, it doesn't
matter. You have to experience it in your life. I'll be gentle."
As he spoke, he secretly gathered his strength. Just as he was about to make a move, he was stopped by Beryl.
"If you force me, I will hate you."
Force?
Who was the person who cooperated with him just now?
Hate?
How could he be hated after being fooled like this?
Marcellus was stunned. It was the first time in more than 30 years that he had encountered such a situation. Even
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthe didn't know if he should force her or give up now.
His body was about to explode. If he stopped now, he would be affected for the rest of his life. But looking at her
panicked eyes, he really couldn't bear to do anything to her.
With her poor endurance, she would cry later.
The air and time seemed to have frozen, and neither of them spoke. Marcellus's expression was unprecedentedly
ugly, and he looked at her as if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her.
Beryl didn't dare to say anything. Her lust had faded a little. She was a little sober, but she was better to be
unconscious. Her body was almost naked. It was simply... too embarrassing.
"Beryl, are you playing tricks on me on purpose?" He gritted her teeth.
She was full of innocence. "No..."
She didn't dare to play tricks on him in this way. She was just possessed and forgot to refuse for a moment.
Marcellus turned over and moved aside to avoid the wound. At the same time, he let her see how powerful he was.
"I don't care. You should put out the fire you caused."
Beryl did not even dare to look at it. Her entire body froze. "Then, then do you want to take a shower now?"
She vaguely remembered that there was a plot in a that said taking a shower could relieve this discomfort.
Marcellus let out a cold snort and said, "That won't work on me, but it might work on a young man who's just
started having sex."
Beryl did not know what to do. While she was hesitating, her left hand was suddenly pulled up by him. She turned
her head in a panic and met a pair of bottomless black eyes.
Marcellus didn't say anything. The way he led her down had already indicated his intentions.
Beryl's eyelashes trembled violently, and she couldn't say a word until her palm touched something with a strong
temperature...
"Marcellus..."
The man stared into her eyes, and his handsome face was full of sexiness that only mature men had. His deep
voice was like the string of a cello. "Good girl."
Beryl looked away shyly. "Can you..."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"No." Before she could finish her words, Marcellus had already refused. "If you want me to become a cripple, you
can refuse."
He even said this, and Beryl couldn't help but refuse.
Her fair face seemed to have been splashed with a layer of red fuel, and her whole body was like a steak on an iron
plate, almost cooked.
Beryl did not know how she got through this torture for half an hour. She only felt that her hands were very sore. In
the end, she had no strength and could only be guided by him.
When it was finally over, she got up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom. She turned on the tap and didn't
dare to look down. She washed her hands almost mechanically.
The man, who had been abandoned by the bed, was still panting slightly. Although he had solved the problem, he
was also a little unhappy. After all, he pitied her, so he could only do this.
Marcellus turned his head and looked at the frosted glass in the bathroom. Looking at the small black shadow, he
felt as if a pink cotton candy was blowing in his heart. He felt a little sweet.
The man looked away and shook his head helplessly. He hadn't noticed before that he was also a masochist.
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