Chapter 211 Having Him Is Enough

Chapter 211 Having Him Is Enough

"Won't even let me take it in my mouth, and I can't even look at it?" Eleanor pouted.

This was clearly deliberate teasing on her part.

Terrence lowered his lashes, the darkness in his eyes deepening. His Adam's apple bobbed several times as he let out a strained breath. His lips slowly pressed against her earlobe, his voice husky and seductive, "Want to touch it?"

Eleanor felt like her ear had been burned. Her body trembled slightly. Just as she was about to speak, her palm was suddenly grabbed.

She looked up, her gaze crashing right into his bottomless golden eyes.

"You—"

"Be good, Eleanor." Terrence pressed one of her hands to his lips and kissed it gently. Because of his restraint, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. His voice was so low and hoarse it almost sounded like begging, "Touch it, okay?"

Eleanor could feel the changes in Terrence's body firsthand. His body temperature was alarmingly high, that heat threatening to pull her in with him.

"...Okay."

Meeting his gaze, full of desire and tenderness, she had no way to refuse his request.

A flash of light appeared in Terrence's eyes. He directly guided her hand to cover his hard cock, then released her hand, letting her move freely.

Eleanor tentatively moved her palm.

"Mm—"

An uncontrollable moan escaped from Terrence's lips.

Eleanor felt the tension throughout his body intensifying, even his breathing becoming especially heavy. A glint of mischief and interest flashed in her eyes.

The desire being stirred up wasn't just his.

Eleanor stood on tiptoe and breathed warm air into his ear, "Terrence, I just realized you're quite the closet pervert."

The person whose thoughts had been exposed showed no embarrassment whatsoever.

Terrence gripped her chin with his large hand, pressing his forehead against hers, saying word by word, "Eleanor, my body has always been honest with you. Aren't you satisfied?"

"I am." Eleanor curved her red lips, letting out a soft sigh, "I'm very satisfied."

The next second, she took the initiative to kiss his lips, their mouths and tongues tangling together. Her small hand didn't stop moving either, stroking him up and down.

All she could hear in her ears was his heavy panting, one breath after another. His voice was low, husky, and alluring, like a dangerous source of temptation, pulling her to sink into desire together.

After a long, heated deep kiss, both of them were disheveled.

Eleanor had already lowered her head and bitten several red marks on his collarbone. She stared at those marks, somewhat lost in thought.

The scene was incredibly erotic.

The usually reserved and disciplined head of the Thornton family was willing to let go of all dignity and restraint for her.

A strong sense of satisfaction rose in Eleanor's heart, a satisfaction from the inside out.

She stuck out her tongue and licked his sexy Adam's apple, expressing her feelings in a husky voice, "Terrence, I really like you."

"Me too." Terrence held her waist tightly, as if he wanted to pull her entire body into his own and never separate again.

Because her hand kept moving, Terrence felt his lower body so tight it was almost painful.

He needed release desperately. He wasn't satisfied with just this; he wanted more.

He wanted to drive into her hard... to push himself into her until he completely filled her.

"Eleanor—"

Terrence called her name in a low voice. He lowered his head, pulled open the clothing on her chest, and took her erect nipple into his mouth.

"Ah—" Eleanor couldn't help but let out a soft cry, then quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

She hadn't expected him to suddenly do this.

Eleanor's legs went weak. She quickly grabbed his shoulders to keep from collapsing to the floor.

Terrence eagerly licked and sucked her nipple on her chest.

Eleanor's whole body tensed up, the pleasurable sensation rushing straight to her brain. She held his head tight, her breathing ragged, "Terry, no, stop."

Terrence knew every sensitive spot on her body like the back of his hand.

Her scent was too deadly for him. He simply couldn't stop.

"Eleanor."

Terrence called her name over and over, his eyes so deep they looked like a bottomless abyss.

Just then, Maya's voice suddenly came up from downstairs.

"Eleanor, Terrence, dinner's ready. Come down and eat."

At that moment, the two were embracing near the stairway, practically glued together. The instant they heard the voice, both their bodies froze.

Eleanor's rationality quickly returned. She quickly pushed him away, her face turning bright red. Biting her lip, she said, "My mom's calling us for dinner. You go down first. I'll go back to my room to fix myself up."

After saying this, without waiting for his response, she quickly walked toward her room.

"Bang—"

After the door closed, Eleanor leaned against it, her chest heaving violently.

In the hallway, Terrence stared at the closed door, the corners of his lips curving up as he let out a soft laugh.

He hadn't expected her to start getting shy now.

Just moments ago, she'd been even bolder than him, almost pushing him to the edge of losing control, making him want to pin her down right then and there.

Terrence glanced down at himself. His thick, long cock was still standing hard, with no sign of calming down.

"Stop pretending you can handle it. I'm not getting inside anyone tonight."

He muttered, then took several deep breaths before barely managing to suppress the restlessness in his body, then lifted his foot and went downstairs first.

In the room, Eleanor stood behind the door for a while. Only after her heartbeat had calmed down a bit did she walk into the bathroom.

She changed into a fresh sanitary pad, tidied up her messy clothes, and splashed cold water on her face before opening the door and going downstairs.

In the first-floor dining room, Maya was greeting her future son-in-law for dinner.

"Terrence, don't be shy, just treat this like your own home. Whatever you want to eat, just tell me..."

"Thank you." Terrence pulled at the corners of his mouth, looking like an obedient prospective son-in-law.

Eleanor walked into the dining room. Seeing how close the two had become, like mother and son, she couldn't help but smile.

This kind of warm family atmosphere was exactly the life she'd longed for after marriage.

But in her last marriage, not only had she never experienced this kind of daily life, she'd constantly endured verbal abuse and coldness from her husband and daughter...

Looking at the scene before her, her expression involuntarily became somewhat dazed.

This wasn't just a beautiful dream, was it?

If it was only a dream, she truly hoped never to wake up.

Terrence had heard her footsteps long ago. Seeing her standing still instead of walking toward him, he looked up.

Seeing her spacing out, he got up and walked to her side, reaching out to hold her hand, their fingers interlocking.

"Eleanor, don't just stand there. Come eat with us."

Terrence pulled her over and had her sit in the chair next to him, then sat down himself.

While putting food in her bowl, he said gently, "Eat up. I just tried it, it tastes really good."

Eleanor snapped back to her senses at the sound of his voice. She looked up at her mother across from her, watching with loving eyes, then glanced at Terrence beside her, his eyes full of affection. The corners of her lips curved up slightly, "Okay."

So this wasn't a dream.

All of this was a real fragment of her current life.

Eleanor felt incredibly grateful in her heart.

She was grateful that she'd finally escaped from that rotten, broken marriage, and grateful that she'd met a man who was excellent in his own right.

Terrence knew she'd been through a failed marriage, but had never shown even a hint of disdain. Instead, he respected and loved her more than anyone else.

"You eat more too." Eleanor smiled as she put food in his bowl.

Across from them, Maya watched Eleanor and Terrence serving each other food, both with eyes only for each other. Seeing this, she couldn't help but show a knowing smile.

Maya got up and took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, "I'm in a great mood today. Let's have a drink together."

"I can't really drink." Terrence immediately spoke up.

Maya and Eleanor both froze.

"Why not?" Maya asked.