Chapter 148 Steven Asks Her to Move to the Master Bedroom
"No, my family's coming over. We need to go buy groceries." Nora suddenly remembered the important matter. If they kept this up, who knew how long they'd waste time.
But just as she finished speaking, Steven kissed her again.
Steven kissed her passionately.
Nora was also losing her senses a bit, her head feeling dizzy.
Her eyes were hazy, and she unconsciously responded to him, her tongue tangling with his, feeling an emptiness in her body, wanting more.
She moved closer, seeming a bit restless, shifting on top of him.
Steven's breathing grew heavy.
Steven's body heated up.
It had been several days since he last touched her, and each time she only let him do it once. He was completely unsatisfied.
Steven's desire was stirred up. He sucked on her forcefully, wanting to devour her whole.
Nora's eyelashes trembled lightly, her whole body shaking.
Then, as if he didn't want to hold back anymore, he reached out to unbutton her shirt.
She was wearing a pink shirt today with a pencil skirt underneath.
Nora's shirt had two buttons undone, and Steven's burning hand reached over.
The heat of that hand made Nora's heart skip a beat. She raised her hand to stop him, her voice soft, "No, honey, there are cameras in the underground parking garage. It'll be trouble if someone takes photos."
"It's fine." Steven kissed her while reclining the seat, letting Nora lie on top of him, "You sit on me."
Nora refused, hitting his chest, "No."
When did Steven become so shameless?
There were cameras here!
Although they were both losing control, this wasn't the right place.
"Don't you want to?" Steven's breathing was irregular, and he even squeezed her thigh.
Nora's face flushed red. She lay on him limply and said, "Still no."
"I'm really uncomfortable right now." He pulled her up a bit, and she knew it too.
Nora was extremely embarrassed.
She tried to crawl down in fear, not wanting to be pressed against Steven. It was too scary!
Realizing she was trying to crawl away, Steven wouldn't allow it. He held her waist to keep her in place, his thin lips moving over to bite her collarbone, "Be good, listen."
"Steven..."
Nora's body went soft, collapsing in his arms, her eyelashes trembling violently.
Steven chuckled softly and continued kissing her, as if trying to make her whole body go soft and submit to him.
Suddenly, a phone ringtone sounded from not far away.
Steven was a very alert person. Steven's expression hardened, and he stopped all movement.
Nora still didn't know what was happening when Steven had already released her and gotten out of the car, walking toward where the phone ringtone came from.
Nora quickly pulled her shirt together and sat in the car with a red face, waiting for Steven to return.
What just happened was so embarrassing!
Steven came back after a while, his expression somewhat cold.
"What's wrong?" Nora asked him.
Steven said coolly, "I just heard a phone ringtone, but when I walked over, no one was there."
Nora said, "I think I heard it too."
Steven said grimly, "I suspect someone was secretly taking photos."
Nora blushed even deeper, and she muttered quietly, "I told you not to do it in the parking lot. How embarrassing if someone took photos."
Steven didn't answer, seeming to be thinking, a bit distracted.
Then they drove to the supermarket.
At first, she felt a bit worried, but later Nora felt relieved. After all, they hadn't taken off their clothes. At most, someone would have captured them kissing.
They were married, what was there to be afraid of?
The two entered the supermarket, and Nora started picking out vegetables.
Steven took his phone to the side to make a call, "Clarence, I suspect someone is following Nora. Go check it out."
"Okay." Clarence agreed.
Seeing Steven was busy, Nora didn't disturb him and picked out a chicken herself, asking the owner to prepare it, "Boss, help me prepare this chicken. I don't want the organs or skin."
"Why don't you want any of it? The organs can be used for cooking, too."
Nora smiled and said, "My husband doesn't like them."
"Miss, you got married so young? Is that your husband on the phone back there?"
Nora looked back. Steven was standing there on the phone, his features calm.
Nora responded, "Yes."
"He's so handsome." The boss glanced over, "Tall, handsome, a real gentleman. You're pretty too, you make a great couple!"
Nora felt very happy inside.
Her husband was so handsome.
She felt a vague sense of pride.
After a while, Steven walked over. "What did you buy?"
"Chicken. I'll make a pot of chicken soup later, steam some seafood, cook a fish and some vegetables, and that should be enough." Nora had already planned the menu in her mind.
"OK." Steven stayed by her side.
Nora was someone who really knew how to live life, and Steven had no doubt about that.
The boss finished preparing the chicken and handed it to Nora, "Miss, the chicken is ready."
Nora was about to take it when Steven stopped her and took the chicken for her, "I'll carry things for you. You just look and buy what you want."
"Okay." Nora sweetly agreed. Of course, she should agree when her honey wanted to help!
Though now she basically didn't need to ask him anymore. He was taking the initiative more and more often and becoming more and more considerate.
Nora felt very happy.
After walking a few steps, Steven pointed to a fruit stand nearby, "Buy a box of those, don't you like eating them?"
Steven pointed at a box of cherries and said to the fruit stand owner, "Get a box of those, the good ones."
Nora had only glanced at the cherries in the supermarket once, and from then on, Steven remembered. He thought she loved them and chose them every time they bought fruit.
The fruit stand owner said, "Should I get the largest grade then?"
"Yes." Steven agreed.
Nora hit him. He hadn't even asked the price yet!
They could bargain!
Nora turned to the owner and said, "Boss, how much for the large ones?"
"The smallest ones are $3.5 per pound, the small ones are $4 per pound, medium are $5 per pound, large are $6 per pound. They're very tasty."
Nora thought buying the smallest would be fine, cheaper.
The owner said, "The origin is different. The large ones are the best tasting and come in a gift box."
"Get the large ones." Steven made the final decision and took out his phone to pay.
"Why buy such expensive ones?" Nora turned to glare at him.
Steven said, "Your family is coming later. Buy better ones; it looks good when entertaining guests."
Nora felt her family didn't need that.
But Steven was doing this for her sake, so Nora was still very happy. She went to bargain with the owner, "Boss, can you make it cheaper?"
"I'll give you $1 off. A box is 4 pounds, I'll charge you $23."
"$22?" Nora still wanted to keep bargaining.
Steven watched her from the side, thinking Nora had quite a personality. If he hadn't tested her back then, he wouldn't have seen this side of her.
She was someone who really knew how to live, and Steven was gradually coming to enjoy this simple, comfortable life too.
Waking up together every day, eating breakfast together, shopping at the supermarket together, staying home on weekends, reading or going out for walks.
This simple warmth was something he had never experienced before.
He had always been alone abroad.
Later, when he returned to the York family, he couldn't establish close emotional bonds either.
Not having lived together since childhood, plus many complicated reasons, the York family was a place with only interests and no warmth.
It was with Nora that Steven felt the warmth of having a home.
"No, no, it has to be $23!" The owner wouldn't go any lower.
Steven came back to his senses. Around him were noisy sounds. Nora was still bargaining, "Then give me some oranges."
This was life.
"Okay! Miss, I'll give you some oranges." The owner packed a small bag for Nora.
Nora picked out some other fruits. When the family came over, they needed to prepare some fruit for everyone to eat.
The two finished picking fruit and went to pick seafood.
Nora walked over, and a shrimp jumped up, startling her into stepping back.
Steven was right behind her. His long arm reached out, wrapping around her slim waist, protecting her in his embrace.
"Are you okay?" He looked at her.
The warmth of that embrace reminded her of the passionate kiss in the car earlier.
They had almost lost control.
Nora suddenly felt her body heating up. "I'm fine."
Her voice was very small.
Steven's deep eyes gazed at her flushed face, and he parted his thin lips, "Olivia is staying at home recently. Give her your room, and you sleep with me?"
Steven quite welcomed Olivia. With Olivia there, Nora would have to sleep with him, and he wouldn't need to go catch her in the guest room.
Nora felt uncomfortable and left his embrace, "I'll just sleep with Olivia."
She was afraid Steven would want to have sex every day. She couldn't handle that.
"You want to sleep in the guest room with Olivia?" Steven's expression was clearly unhappy.
Nora didn't dare meet his eyes, "Yes."
Sleeping with him occasionally was fine, but every day... forget it. She was afraid Steven would wear her out completely.
Steven had thought she would sleep in the master bedroom with him from now on. He didn't expect she still wanted to share a room with Olivia. Steven looked displeased, and he walked to the side, ignoring her.
He stayed angry the whole way.
Nora bought several types of seafood and asked the owner to prepare them. Standing beside him, she tried to appease him, "Olivia just got out of the hospital. She really needs my care."
Actually, she was just afraid of Steven. The previous two times they had sex were too scary. Nora had psychological trauma.
Was Steven too... how to put it? Too intense.
Kissing and stuff still felt sweet to Nora, but when it came to sex, she instinctively felt afraid and wanted to escape.
When Nora thought back, all she felt was fear.
So forget it. If she softened her heart, she'd be the one suffering!
Every time, the next day, her walk wasn't natural.
"You just don't want to have sex with me." Steven saw through her thoughts. He walked over, glaring at her, his face dark.
Nora looked embarrassed and glanced around.
The supermarket was busy with people coming and going, but no one was looking at them. Only then did she relax a bit and say quietly, "You know I can't handle it..."
"Once a night is fine too." He wanted to have sex now. They were already married, they couldn't just never have sex, right?
Besides, the more they delayed, the more scared she'd be. They still needed to adapt early. Over time, she'd naturally discover the pleasure.
Anyway, he really enjoyed it now.