Mr. Ford Is Jealous

Chapter 1401

Weston whispered the next two words in her ear.

Stella took a deep breath. Her eyelashes trembled a little. After a long silence, she finally pushed him away.

“That’s enough…” she said. “Let go of me…”

But Weston would not let her go. Instead, he held her even more tightly now, then lifted her up, so she raised her toes and stood on his leather shoes. Both of his hands were on her waist, and he stroked her so lustfully that it was not hard to guess exactly what was on his mind.

“Is that all you ever think about?” Stella asked, trying to push him away angrily.

Weston said nothing. He just leaned down to plant a kiss on her cheek; then his lips lingered around her jawline for a while before he descended down to her collarbone.

Stella took a deep breath and patted his shoulder before telling him, “I haven’t taken a shower yet. My whole body’s covered in sweat…”

“It’s fine,” he said. “I don’t mind it at all.”

He then walked towards the bedroom while still holding her tightly in his arms, as if nudging her to walk in there with him, and when they got there, he pushed her onto the bed.

As soon as she felt her body bounce on the mattress, Stella immediately patted his shoulder and told him, “Stop it…”

Her voice was laced with a sense of exigency, but Weston paid no attention to it. How could he possibly stop now? He had been waiting the whole day just for this

moment.

He started to bite her cheeks, then her lips.

Before Stella could react, she found that both of them were already rolling between the sheets. She tried to kick and trample him, but Weston merely grabbed her feet, held them in his palms, and kissed them softly.

The more Stella yelled at him, calling him a pervert, the more she turned him on.

Stella, feeling a little helpless after seeing that he was only getting more excited, then grumbled, “…how can you be so shameless?!”

“You’re only turning me on the more you yell at me,” he said before climbing on top

of her body and whispering in her ear, “So why don’t you yell some more, hmm?”

Stella took a deep breath and was resolved to ignore him.

The ruckus between the sheets went on for a long time until, at last, the noise died down, and Stella was left dripping wet, just as if she had gotten out of a swimming pool. Her body was drenched in sweat, and who knew what other kind of bodily fluid. She was still panting heavily when she saw Weston reaching out his hand toward her again.

“Stop!” she cried, her eyes reddening as she gave him a pleading look. “I’m too tired…”

“But it’s only eight o’clock,” argued Weston, glancing at the time. “It’s too early to be tired!”

“I’m hungry,” Stella complained while rubbing her tummy.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be quick.”

“If what you’ll be doing is quick, then no one in the world can be called quick!”

Something in the tone of her voice delighted Weston. He leaned in and kissed her again and again.

“Just hold out for a little longer,” he murmured between kisses. “I’ll try my best to be quick.”

They then resumed their lovemaking session. Stella had no idea how much time had passed when they were finally done. By then, all her strength was drained from her body. She just lay there very still on the bed, having no energy left to even move her fingers.

Weston, now content and satiated, went into the bathroom to take a quick shower. When he came back out and saw Stella lying there all tired and sleepy, he walked up to her and gathered her up into his arms, telling her, “Let’s go get dinner.”

Stella turned away from him. She was in no mood to go anywhere. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

And so Weston patiently helped her put on some clothes. Once she was all cleaned up and dressed up, he let her lean on his body. And just like that, he led her out of the room to get dinner, with her body all limp and floppy, leaning against him for support.

Stella followed him quietly without resisting because she did not mind it as long as he did not carry her out of the room himself. Unexpectedly, although it was already very late at the time, they bumped into members of the crew in the hallway.

This took her by surprise because their room had been far away from where the rest of the crew were staying. She didn’t expect that she’d bump into anyone here.

Stella stood up straight instantly and shied away from Weston to hide from the crew

member.

Weston’s expression froze. He had never expected Stella to avoid him like the plague when other people were around.