SWNOVELS Chapter 12 Carry out a Husband’s Duty
Time seemed to freeze for a moment.
Charlotte stumbled onto Kennedy's laps. She was totally petrified.
What was he doing?
A special scent that only belonged to men slowly spread through the surrounding air. Her senses were assaulted endlessly by this new scent.
"Let, let me go!" After being stunned for a moment, Charlotte snapped back to reality. She propped her hand against his chest in an attempt to put some distance between them.
With a loud slapping sound, Kennedy locked her wrist with his hands and said with a chilly tone, "Didn't your ex-husband teach you how to remove a belt? Or are you pretending to be ignorant so that you could make me teach you?"
"What?"
"Well, if that's the case, as you wish."
Kennedy grabbed her wrist and guided her movements to press on the lock of his belt. With a loud clanking sound, it came undone...
Charlotte felt like her brain had frozen for some reason. Her eyes became wider and wider ever so imperceptibly under the scrutinizing gaze of Kennedy.
When the belt hit the floor, Charlotte was brought back to reality by that little sound.
However, her brain felt like nothing could go through it at the moment. Her body was lagging behind too because of that.
"Do you know how to do it now?"
Kennedy asked in a hoarse voice.
Charlotte continued to be stupefied while sitting on his lap. She stared at Kennedy who was only inches away.
His features were indeed prefect. He had deep, dark eyes and tall nose. His lips were a perfect straight line. It was undeniable that Kennedy was really a hot guy.
With just his face, he could stir up a storm among females in B City.
Despite his outstanding appearance, Charlotte could never forget how he had humiliated her.
While feeling him inching closer towards her, Charlotte reflexively titled her head away and looked in another direction.
A fierce look entered Kennedy's eyes. His long and slender fingers grabbed her chin as he asked menacingly, "Why are you facing away? Are you playing your push and pull game on me? Do you really naively think that I will really be interested in a remarried woman like you?"
"It's not that!" Charlotte didn't want continue to be embarrassed by him like this anymore. She bit her lips hard, "If you're not interested in a remarried woman like me, you should let me go now."
"Why should I do that? Does that have anything to do with whether I'm interested in you or not?"
Charlotte widened her eyes at his response, "You..."
With a momentary chuckle, he pressed his icy lips onto her slightly trembling lips.
Charlotte's mind was only able to process what was going on after a few seconds had elapsed. She immediately pushed against his chest vehemently.
Kennedy initially wanted to make a fool out of her and see for himself how good a kisser Charlotte was. Contrary to his expectation, she was surprisingly inexperienced when it came to kissing. She didn't even know how to maintain her breathing and was even unable to resist. She was a pushover in front of him.
Damn it!
If she really intended to seduce him, shouldn't she dish out all her move to elicit some response from him now?
After a short while, Kennedy abruptly and violently removed Charlotte from his embrace. With their lips no longer locked, he asked, "Are you really that stupid?"
Charlotte was in a daze after being devoured by him like that.
Putting aside that man from a month ago, she had not experienced a domineering kiss like what had just happened ever since. Kennedy was really a ferocious kisser as if he had transformed into a leopard. He launched his attacks without letting his prey break free from his grip. She didn't even have a chance to keep up her ragged breath.
It felt like no matter how she protested, she could never run away from him.
Her mouth was still full of his scent. At first, Charlotte was very resistive of him, but his kissing had caused her to lose herself and her body to melt. At that moment, her mind had wandered elsewhere, and her misty gaze was fixed on him, without any emotion in her eyes. She couldn't produce any word at the moment.
Kennedy narrowed his eyes and stared into her eyes which were only inches away.
This woman always had a bored look in her eyes. She was always indifferent and aloof, so he wouldn't have any extraneous feelings towards her normally. However, her gaze was blurry at the moment, which surprisingly was able to pull him in.
Out of nowhere, Kennedy was struck by a thought.
Why did a woman like her experience a divorce not so long ago?
Could it be...
Kennedy continued to look at her suspiciously while pulling her towards him. He almost whispered, "Didn't you kiss anyone before? You don't even know how to change your breath."
At the mention of the word "kiss", Charlotte finally slowly returned to her senses, and the charming look in her eyes slowly dissipated.
At that exact moment, he rushed forward with another bout of kissing.
Kennedy didn't know what he was doing. He just had a feeling that he wanted to continue enjoying that look on her face. Therefore, he somehow reacted naturally and... pressed his lips onto hers once again. Charlotte couldn't get any sense of the passage of time while this happened. Only after a while, she suddenly snapped back to her senses and let out a scream. She began to push him frantically.
She was finally able to push Kennedy off her, but as a result she smashed to the floor.
Kennedy was totally enjoying himself in that sensuous experience, so his grip wasn't as strong as before anymore.
Charlotte continued to sit on the floor with a stupefied look on her face. She pursed her swollen lips and accused him, "What are you doing to me?"
After being pushed away, Kennedy was slightly stunned as well. However, his expression eventually shifted back to its usual coldness.
"I am just carrying out my duties as a husband. What, are you telling me you can't take it, Mrs. Moore?"
A mocking smile was playing around his lips. He was obviously making a fool out of her.
Charlotte retorted with fury, "Didn't you just say that you're not interested in me? Why the hell did you kiss me?"
All long, she held the notion that only a real loving couple could kiss each other passionately. Obviously, he was looking down on her with disgust and hatred in his eyes. Despite that, how could he force himself to kiss her?
"Mrs. Moore, didn't I just remind you? Being interested in you and wanting to humiliate you is two unrelated matters."
Charlotte froze upon hearing that.
She didn't expect that he was so despicable. This feeling of disconcert prompted her to get up and leave.
"Mrs. Moore, you haven't even taken off my clothes yet."
"Or are you hinting at me that you would no longer be my wife very soon?"
He was threatening her!
Charlotte was so provoked that she was clenching her fists so hard to the point that her face was deathly pale. After a moment, she slowly relaxed her hands. She could only force herself to endure this for a little longer.
After all, she just needed to remove his clothes.
Charlotte once again stood in front of him. Kennedy noticed that her eyes were now infused with her usual indifference. They had returned to their former coldness. This was really unsatisfactory for him.
How could she envision herself staying in the Moore family for a long time if she didn't even know how to seduce a man?
Charlotte bent over to help him take of his clothes. However, she couldn't find a suitable position to do that, so she could only voice out her concern, "Can you help a little..." Kennedy continued to reply with no emotion in his voice, "Mrs. Moore, didn't you know that I'm handicapped? Are you expecting me to be able to move around freely?" Charlotte could only reply, "If you don't help me with this, I really don't know how I can remove your clothes."
"I see, then that means you're pretty useless as expected."
Charlotte's expression changed drastically. She could only shut up and try again.
Two minutes passed by just like that...
Charlotte still couldn't successfully remove his clothes.
What should she do now? She was so anxious to the point that she was on the brink of shedding tears... ☐☐☐☐☐☐