Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley)

Wearing only a halter nightgown, Sharon immediately slipped under the quilt when she was laid on the bed, before pulling it over herself

When she had close contact with him, she was still a little embarrassed, and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

She didn't dare to look at him. Her body shrunk in the corner, her fair face blushing. She looked beautiful, as though she had had some rouge on, and there was a timid shyness on her face. The sight was quite seductive.

As his Adam's apple moved, Stanley lifted her chin, looked into her sparkly eyes, and then lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Sharon closed her eyes and felt his power as he flipped over and pressed her tiny self under him.

She began to slowly become tense, her body stiffening following his movements...

Stanley noticed her frigidness and got up slightly with a frown, indicating slight displeasure on his side. "What's wrong? You

don't want to?"

He would never force a woman because it was meaningless.

Sharon knew him. It was not so much that the man didn't like to force his partner, but rather, it was his indifference and nobility in his blood that made him so.

These characteristics made him disdain forcing a woman to do anything.

There were truckloads of women who were willing to serve him if she didn't want to.

Sharon stretched out her arm, took the initiative to hug him, and said while pouting her lips up, "It's not that I don't want to, but I'm a little nervous..."

"What's there to be nervous about? It's not our first time."

Sharon was rendered speechless.

It was indeed not their first time. He made her feel numb during their first time, and she could not feel anything except for the pain.

After kissing the man's chin, Sharon said in a muffled voice, "It hurt so bad during our first time that I'm a little nervous every time I do it with you."

This was the truth.

When she made love to Stanley for the first time, she didn't feel any pleasure, instead, it left a psychological impact on her.

There was a flash of astonishment in the man's black eyes. "I was rough on you on our first night?"

"Hmm," Sharon answered.

"How rough?"

"You forcibly penetrated me in spite of my resistance. Does that count as rough?"

His eyebrows twitched instantly that he stretched out his hand to rub it. His memory slowly came back and he could vaguely remember it.

"I might have been a little drunk, so..."

"Yeah, I know."

She didn't want to seek his sympathy by saying this. Moreover, it had been a long time ago that the trauma in her heart was also slowly disappearing.

So, she leaned her soft body back at him again and said slightly seductively, "Well, do you still want to do it?"

Stanley held her slender waist with his powerful big arms and pressed his solid chest against her. He then squinted his deep eyes and asked, "Are you seducing me?"

Sharon nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I am." "As you wish." Stanley was pleased by her honesty, a smile creeping up his dark eyes. He then kissed her heavily.

The temperature in the bedroom soon began to rise, forming an erotogenic picture... Sharon indulged in the pleasure he gave her until she almost lost her mind and soul. His stamina had always been good, especially tonight.

In a trance of sexual pleasure, Sharon did not forget her main agenda of the day. She held the man's strong waist with both hands and muttered, "My dad's medical bills..."

Stanley paused for a while, his beautiful eyebrows frowning inexplicably.

Soon he composed himself and resumed the thrusting motion. "The money will be paid to the hospital tomorrow. Don't worry."

With the guarantee, Sharon was completely relieved and silently endured the brunt thrust from the man.

Somehow, she felt that the man who was gentle earlier suddenly became a little rough. As he held her waist, the strength in each thrust seemed to be increasing, as if he was punishing her or dissatisfied with something...

Stanley stared at the woman's charming face under him. His well-defined face darkened. It turned out that the reason why she took the initiative to seduce him was merely for her father.

He was a little unhappy inside.

With a snort, his movements became more and more intense until Sharon finally couldn't take it anymore and began to cry and beg for mercy on her accord. His mood turned a little better seeing her reaction and he slowly toned down his fierce movements.

What a scheming man he was!