AN HEIR MADE IN THE MARRIAGE BED [18+]

CHAPTER 4

"Next time, do you still dare to say that kind of thing?" Lance's thick and long p***s was pressed against her small hole, his fighting spirit was high, and he didn't look like he had been fighting for half a night.

Leyla couldn't turn her head around. What did she just say that shouldn't be said?

Seeing her confused expression, Lance held his d**k and twirled around her small hole. Leyla moaned, and finally remembered, Lance must still be brooding about the instant ejaculation at the beginning. She shook her head again and again, "Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare again..."

"Then I will reward you one more time."

With a puff, the c**k was inserted into it all at once by the lubricating effect of the lewd fluid in the tunnel. Come in.

He penetrated too deeply, and the tight fleshy wall tightly wrapped the genitals, as if it was the first time. The two of them hummed at the same time.

Leyla's brain had already crashed, she had already admitted her mistake. Why should she reward her again?!

Lance! You big bastard!

"What? Don't you like being penetrated by a c**k? Or, are you unhappy?"

Leyla was afraid that he would get angry again, so she bit her lower lip and shook her head like a rattle.

"Then enjoy it, huh?"

Leyla felt aggrieved.

"Look, how much it likes you, no matter how you escape, it can always insert it accurately." Lance speeded up, and his lower body kept thrusting and thrusting. His frequency became faster and faster, even making people feel uncomfortable. A little dazzled.

"You... too... slow down... I... I want... to be f****d to death by you... um..." Leyla's mind went blank suddenly, she moaned, and bowed her lower body, her snow-white cotton. The breasts were still swaying in rhythm, and the strange electric current of joy swept through her body again, and her p***y was also convulsing continuously during the o****m.

But the c**k still didn't stop the speed of thrusting and thrusting. Lance sped up the speed and wreaked havoc on the delicate flower heart again and again. After an unknown amount of time, Lance finally let out a muffled grunt and ejaculated. Even before he had time to pull the c**k out of her body, the thick white semen scalded the deepest part of her p***y.

Lance kept bothering her the whole night until she completely fainted.

Leyla forgot what had happened when she was in a deep sleep. She was very exhausted when she woke up, it was already noon the next day, and she let out a groan, feeling backache all over her body, as if she was about to fall apart.

The messy picture of last night gradually came to life. She sat up straight from the bed, and felt flushed when she thought of Lance's deep voice. She covered her hot face, and then realized belatedly, she seemed to have caught something in her hand just now...

It's not a pillow, it's not a pillow, it's not a quilt...

It's the outline that makes people blush and heartbeat...

Thick and long... Penis...

It's so early in the morning. It looks menacing!

Leyla turned her head to one side, and met Lance's deep eyes. He was sitting up slowly and lazily. With an icy breath, thin lips tightly pursed, and even his gaze was as cold as ice, Leyla couldn't put Lance in front of her with the man who bullied her so hard last night...

She coughed lightly just as she was about to speak, Lance threw the clothes next to her towards her, "Put your clothes on before talking to me. Seducing me like this is not good for you." Lance said.

Only then did she realize that she was naked, her chest was cold, and she was not wearing any clothes. She quickly fished out her clothes and put them on, and was angry at Lance's impatient tone, "Mr. King, you were drunk and broke into my room..."

Lance raised his eyes and glanced at her, and said with a sneer, "Mrs. King, this is our bedroom. I can sleep whenever I want."

Including you.

Although he didn't say this sentence, Leyla knew it was his subtext.

But Lance was also very annoyed. He did drink alcohol last night, but he didn't expect that his self-control that he was proud of would completely collapse after meeting Leyla.

That was also his first time! Apart from drinking too much, Lance couldn't explain everything that happened last night.

With a sullen handsome face, Lance got up to change his clothes. He didn't wear any clothes either, and the big thing between his legs swayed as he walked.

Leyla immediately looked away.

After a while, the servant brought a glass of boiled water, and upon closer inspection, there were two white pills beside it.

Lance ordered indifferently, "Take the medicine. I don't want to have unnecessary troubles in the future."

Leyla didn't move in shock.

She just heard him sneer, "Leyla, what purpose do you have to stay by my side? I know very well that even if there is my grandpa behind you to support you, it is useless. Let me tell you, even if I sincerely actually slept with you, the relationship between us is just a piece of paper, as for other things, you should never think about it."

Leyla was given birth control pills.

Sure enough, just as Leyla expected, after Lance sobered up, he regretted touching her last night.

She was mentally prepared, but Leyla still felt uncomfortable. His words were like an invisible slap, which made Leyla's face burn.

Lance had already turned around and left.

Of course, she didn't eat the pills. She wanted to be pregnant and have her own family, even if her own husband was not willing.

It seems that in order to gain Lance's trust, Leyla had a long way to go in the future.

It's no wonder that Lance always treats her badly. Leyla was indeed forced by his grandfather to marry him, so apart from the so-called marriage certificate, they really had no other connection.

In fact, at first, the old man valued Leyla's younger sister more, thinking that she was lively and straightforward. But her stepsister was frightened when she found out. With the transaction on the table, that it was just a contract marriage, she had been crying to her father about how cold and arrogant the King family is, not treating people as human beings.

So this opportunity was pushed to Leyla. The invisible daughter. Her father pulled her and talked a lot. The King family is very powerful. Once they are targeted, it is impossible to escape. Instead of offending others, it is better to take this opportunity to sell the King family.

To put it bluntly, he still didn't want his younger daughter to suffer this grievance. He was sure that Leyla was soft-hearted and sensitive, so he pushed her out.

Leyla closed her eyes and tried her best to think in a good direction. At least Lance was handsome and lived a good life, so she didn't suffer.

When Leyla washed up and went downstairs, Lance had already finished her lunch and went to the company. When she went down the stairs, her red and swollen lips always rubbed against the fabric, and the pain was excruciating. She secretly scolded that bastard Lance in her heart. Eight hundred times.

It was the end of summer, and although it was cooler at night, it was still sweltering during the day, but Leyla was wearing long trousers, a long-sleeved chiffon shirt, and a silk scarf around her neck... "Ms., Is it too hot to be like this? Are you feeling unwell?"

Aunt Lin asked with concern.

Because of Lance's special order, everyone in the villa is called Leyla, Ms. instead of Mrs. King.

"No... I'm afraid of getting sunburned..."

Leyla said against her will, and she hurried out after lunch.

She purposely found a pharmacy that was far away from the villa, and sneaked in. Leyla scanned around, but couldn't find what she wanted, so she went to the counter in embarrassment.

The clerk saw her expression of embarrassment, and immediately understood, and asked, "Ms, do you want contraceptives?"

Leyla shook her head, blushing like a shrimp, "No, I want to buy...that...ointment...ah, that's the kind to put on there..." The clerk suddenly realized, and

Take out a small tube of ointment from the bottom of the medicine cabinet.

Leyla didn't dare to stay any longer, covered her face with a silk scarf, and walked out of the pharmacy quickly. Leyla never expected that from the moment she entered the pharmacy, there would be a pair of eyes secretly watching her from the dark.

It was her stepsister, Molly. She didn't expect to meet Leyla there. As a deadly enemy since she was a child, she wanted to go up and say hello, but seeing Leyla's appearance as if she had done something wrong, she felt puzzled.

Looking at Leyla's back, Molly was thoughtful, and after a while, she walked to the counter and said to the clerk, "Give me the same thing that the female customer bought just now."

At night, it is the busiest brand-name street in the city center.

Leyla entered a store. She was not followed by anyone, and she was dressed very casually. She caught a glimpse of a dress and was about to take it off to have a look, when the clerk next to her spoke first, "Ma'am, I'm sorry. , this dress is our store's new autumn and winter style, and it's not discounted."

Seeing that she didn't seem to understand the hint in the words, the clerk continued: "The price of this star diamond dress is 19,999. It's more expensive. Why don't you go to the other side, ma'am, our store's summer style is on sale, which is relatively affordable."

Hey, seeing Leyla's casual clothes, do you think she can't afford them?

"Cousin, that star-and-diamond skirt will definitely look good on me. Shall I try it for you?"

“Whatever.” The man responded lightly, without any emotion.

This voice...

Leyla immediately recognized that it was Lance. Her back was tense, and she didn't dare to turn her head away. Who can tell her what to do right now? For things like the main house troubles, meeting her husband and him going shopping with other women, how does he usually do it?

So terrible!

The clerk reminded from the side: "Sorry, ma'am, there are customers over there who want to try on your dress."

There is always a first come first served in everything!

"I saw this dress first." Leyla threw the dress to the clerk, "You don't need to try it on, wrap it up for me." As soon as

She turned around, she saw him sitting on the sofa not far away looking at the dress. Lance from the newspaper, and the woman who smiled sweetly in front of him.

A familiar delicate face, if Leyla remembers correctly, she is the childhood sweetheart next to Lance——Yumi, everyone thought that she would be the best candidate for Mrs. King. They look like a couple.

A thought flashed through Leyla's mind. When meeting for the first time, maybe she should show affection to her husband's sweetheart, right?

If Lance knew that she was so generous, fresh and refined, his impression of her would change to some extent, right?

After a while, Yumi unexpectedly received a star diamond dress in a paper bag. "Did you make a mistake? What I just said was to try, not to buy."

Lance didn't even look at her movements, but passed her and looked at Leyla, who was about to leave in the distance with unclear meaning.

The clerk who packed the skirt was embarrassed when she heard Yumi's words. After hesitating for a while, she explained: "Ms., the lady just said that this skirt is for you. You, and have already paid."

"Who is she?"

"The lady said, Mr. King knows."