Chapter 170

Chapter 170

Raymond's kiss was a whirlwind of excitement and intense possessiveness.

Amelia could barely catch her breath under the fervor of his kiss.

Finally managing to push him away, she turned to leave, but Raymond grabbed her wrist.

With a voice laced with restraint, Raymond asked, "Amelia, don't you want me?"

As he spoke, afraid of her rejection, he bit down on his shirt collar and began unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time right in front of her.

Raymond was wearing a royal blue silk shirt that day, and underneath it were his well-defined chest and abs.

To Amelia, a man was most attractive either when he smoked with one hand or when he unbuttoned his shirt with one hand. And Raymond was already quite handsome.

Amelia had been infatuated with him before, and now, with him looking at her so seductively, her breathing quickened.

She stared at Raymond, the suppressed desire within her body surging like a tidal wave.

Raymond pulled Amelia into his arms and whispered, "Amelia, do you really not want me?"

"Don't worry, I won't make you responsible, and I won't cling to you."

"Just for tonight, can't we treat it as a one-night stand?"

Raymond's eyes were deep as he looked at Amelia.

He admitted his methods were a bit underhanded, including the teasing downstairs, but he couldn't help it; he wanted Amelia too much.

From sharing a bed to their intimate moments, every day and every moment, he wanted to have her, to devour her completely.

But Amelia was too proper and guarded against him, leaving him no choice but to resort to this.

Seeing her seemingly moved, Raymond, afraid she might change her mind, kissed her again before she could speak.

This kiss was different from the previous one; it was gentle, slow, and even a bit pleading.

Raymond wanted to use his body to tell Amelia that he just wanted to comfort her, that he had no other intentions.

At first, Amelia's body was stiff, resisting, but when Raymond guided her hands to his body, she gave up the struggle.

Raymond was right; there was no way they could separate now.

Since they were married and had desires for each other, why hold back?

It was better to make love passionately, and as long as they didn't get emotionally involved, they could part ways if anything happened.

Convincing herself, Amelia no longer hesitated. She pushed Raymond against the wall, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him forcefully.

Unlike the gentle kiss earlier, this one was filled with aggression.

But it was Amelia who was aggressive, and Raymond who endured it.

Raymond squinted slightly, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

His Amelia was really easy to seduce.

Seeing Amelia about to lose her balance, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pushed her onto the nearby bed.

Afraid she might resist, he thoughtfully positioned himself underneath, letting Amelia lie on top of him.

The change in position made Amelia pause.

She was about to get up when Raymond held her waist and pressed her down.

In a husky voice, he reminded her, "Didn't you say downstairs that you liked being on top? Why not now?"

Raymond's words had a hint of challenge.

Amelia immediately pressed down again.

She cupped Raymond's face, a fierce expression on her face.

"Why not? I'll show you right now."

With that, she kissed Raymond's chin and neck passionately.

Despite her efforts, her strength was like a tickle to Raymond.

With the added friction, Raymond felt his desire about to explode.

He desperately wanted to enter Amelia, to ravage her.

But he knew that would only make her resent him, so he subtly teased her body, arousing her sensitivity.

Finally, Amelia couldn't resist, guiding his hardness to enter her.

But Raymond was too large, and after several attempts, she couldn't manage it, torturing Raymond in the process.

Unable to endure the torment any longer, Raymond flipped over, pinning Amelia beneath him.

Amelia tried to resist, but Raymond kissed her gently on the corner of her mouth.

"Relax, just relax."

With that, he entered her body.

At that moment, Amelia clung tightly to Raymond's neck, her body tensing.

The intense sensation inside her made Raymond break into a sweat.

After waiting for her to relax, he added two fingers, ensuring she could handle it before fully entering her.

This time was better than the previous two times.

There was no force, no drugs, just a genuine, consensual encounter.

After the initial awkwardness, everything fell into place.

When Raymond wanted to please someone, he did it well, especially in bed.

He took care of Amelia's body and her emotions.

If she showed any discomfort, he would stop immediately and observe her expression.

But eventually, Amelia was too exhausted to continue, and Raymond, frustrated, pinned her against the wall and took her.

He had been holding back too much, and if he didn't satisfy himself this time, he didn't know how he would manage in the coming days. After all, getting Amelia to make love was a difficult process.

When Raymond finally finished, Amelia was too tired to even open her eyes.

She weakly pushed at Raymond, wanting him to leave her body.

"No more, I'm too tired."

Raymond knew she was exhausted, so he carried her to the nearby hot spring.

As the warm water enveloped her, Amelia felt so comfortable she almost fell asleep.

Raymond was cleaning her body, and as they kissed again, she felt his arousal.

"Raymond, what are you doing?"

Amelia pushed him away, trying to leave, but Raymond pulled her back.

Whispering in her ear, he pleaded, "Amelia, I'm in pain. Please, have mercy and help me."