Trapped I can't escape from the Billionaire

Letta sighed as she felt the touch bestowed by her husband, who didn't miss a single inch of her skin. Especially when the warm breath on her neck made Letta only able to grip Marco's hair, kissing his cheek. Marco, in turn, responded to his wife's delicate hand with a gentle suck on her neck, leaving a reddish trace on Letta's fair skin. Eventually, the kiss descended to her shoulders and the sensitive sides of Letta, causing Marco to momentarily gaze into his wife's eyes, which looked at him with a melancholic expression. The blush on both her cheeks added to Letta's beauty, seemingly making it difficult for Marco to restrain himself.

"You look beautiful," Marco whispered, making Letta smile while caressing her husband's firm jaw.

"And this beauty is yours," Letta said, causing Marco to grasp her hand. After that, Marco kissed her gently before continuing what he intended to do. Marco once again kissed every inch of Letta's body, descending to her sensitive sides, devouring them with eagerness. Letta couldn't hold back the sounds that now filled their room. Playing with his other hand, Marco caressed her with gentleness, allowing him to hear his name coming from Letta's mouth, sounding exquisite and making his entire body react just by listening to her voice.

Marco then released his grip on both sides of Letta's sensitivity, tracing her rounded stomach before stopping at Letta's slender legs.

"I don't know how long I've been holding back," Marco murmured between kisses. Letta merely closed her eyes, offering no response, as if her voice could only utter Marco's name while continuing to play with her sensitive sides. Marco began to slide his hand towards something warm at the base of his wife's thigh, causing Letta to widen her eyes. However, afterward, Letta could feel something seemingly forcing its way in, playing inside, making her knees tremble as Marco intentionally teased her. Sensing how the warmth now filled his fingers, Marco slightly raised his body, as if unsatisfied with just his hands. As his warm tongue strokes made Letta's body feel beautifully weightless, Letta, leaning slightly on the bed's support, could see how eagerly Marco played with her core, causing her to gently stroke her husband's face, making Marco smile.

"This always tastes sweet," Marco said again, making Letta only smile.

"Really?" Letta asked with flushed cheeks, making Marco finally lift his head with glistening lips. Letta pulled her husband's face closer.

"If that's the case, share the sweetness with your wife," Letta said again before connecting her lips with Marco's, sharing the fluid just sucked by her husband. They seemed to compete with each other greedily, tasting with full mischievous sensations, making their entire bodies tremble intensely. Until finally, a long moan from Letta was heard again when she flicked her tongue forcefully, holding both sides of Letta's sensitivity with passion. Letta could gaze at and enjoy her husband staring at her with a wild look.

"If it's like this, I'm not sure I can leave you for a long time," Marco said. After that, he nestled his face in the crook of Letta's neck, once again leaving a mark of redness on his wife's slender neck. "Haven't you said you would promise to come back as soon as possible?" Letta said, closing her eyes, feeling the ticklish and pleasurable sensations simultaneously.

"I will keep that promise. How could I leave my wife, who drives me crazy with just a touch like this?" Marco said again. After that, he straightened his body, attempting to unite them. Letta slightly gripped anything on her right and left as Marco pushed her slowly. Letta tried to relax herself, as did Marco, who groaned in restraint as he felt the warmth now enveloping his entire core when they were perfectly united. Marco then held Letta's slender legs as he began to move his core against Letta's, and Letta could only grip anything tightly, receiving each thrust from her husband.

"Are you okay?" Letta asked, making Marco bring his lips close to Letta's ear, giving a gentle nip that made Letta's entire body tremble again.

"I'm fine, this is much better," Marco replied, causing Letta to grip Marco's back tightly as he thrust deeper.

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"If it's uncomfortable, say so. I don't want to disturb our baby's comfort in there," Marco said again, making Letta shake her head.

"I'm okay," Letta said, making Marco finally lift Letta's hips and change their position. Marco now leaned against the bed's support, and Letta was in his lap.

"You can move as you please. If I do it, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and might hurt both of you," Marco said again, making Letta stretch her hands around Marco's tiny body and move as she wished. Letta tried to be as comfortable as possible on her husband's body, making Marco smile at how beautiful Letta's body now lay before him. Marco couldn't help but play with Letta's sensitive sides, which looked very beautiful. Their size that seemed larger made Marco truly satisfied with what Letta had, even though Letta sometimes felt less attractive during pregnancy due to her increased weight. However, it appeared quite the opposite in Marco's eyes. Until finally, Letta felt the need to quicken her movements as her core began to tighten. Likewise, Marco, who started urging Letta to speed up, as he didn't want to linger too long in their playful intimacy. Time was pressing for his departure, and Marco didn't want to exhaust his wife. Eventually, Marco tried to help Letta press her hips to move even deeper. Letta let out a long moan, her body trembling as Marco thrust even deeper. It was then that Letta fell into Marco's embrace, breathing heavily, the sweat soaking her body as she leaned on her husband's broad chest, his heartbeat sounding remarkably fast. Her stiff muscles made Letta feel that her husband was experiencing the same release as her. Eventually, Marco tried to help Letta stand from his lap, seeing the happiness flowing through Letta's slender legs, making Marco smile. Marco then assisted Letta in cleaning up what now filled their cores and her slender legs, his own doing. "Look, I'm cleaning the candidates for a Jovanka," Marco said, making Letta laugh.

"Oh come on, you can't call it that," Letta said, now trying to make herself as comfortable as possible.

"Why not this fluid too? It's part of me. Yes, eventually it will fill yours after our baby is born," Marco said, winking, making Letta widen her eyes.

"No, I don't want to have children with a short age gap, at least 5 or 8 years maybe," Letta said, making Marco, who was now staring at her with widened eyes.

"What if not that, 2 years for our second child, another 2 years for the third, 2 more years for the fourth," Marco said, making Letta can only stare at her husband with an unbelieving look. Did her husband consider her only a baby-making machine? Letta thought, shaking her head. It seemed her husband needed to experience taking care of a child after their baby was born, Letta thought.