Chapter 287 It’s as Sweet as You
Cherise was famished. While Damien was bathing, she sneaked away to search the fridge for food.
Frances left some cream puff’s and cakes in the refrigerator for her.
She ate one, and the rich whipped cream instantly restored her energy.
“What are you eating?”
Damien wore a pajamas with his ch*st exposed. The sensual visual and his seductive voice were a lethal combination. One could not help but become intoxicated with his deep voice and eight- pack abs.
Cherise trembled when she heard his voice.
They had made love so many times that she could barely stand.
Yet, his voice seemed to indicate that…
Cherise had only put on his white shirt before rushing downstairs.
Since Damien was bigger and taller than her, his shirt was long enough to nearly reach her knees.
At the same time, she had tied her hair loosely, leaving loose strands resting on her collarbone. She widened her eyes. The shock was apparent on her doll-like face.
There were also clumps of white whipped cream on the corners of her l*ps.
Damien suppressed his anger about her escape. He wiped the whipped cream off her l*ps with his fingers. “What’s this?”
Cherise looked at his fingers. “It’s whipped cream.”
She added a moment later, “It’s sweet.”
Damien tasted the whipped cream on his finger without hesitation.
“Yes, it’s sweet.”
Then, he trapped her against the fridge and stared into her eyes. “It’s as sweet as you.”
Cherise pursed her l*ps. “I… I’m not sweet.”
She paused and added, “I’m not as sweet as whipped cream.”
“Is that so?”
Damien roughly pulled open her shirt and upturned the cake box on her b*dy.
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Clumps of whipped cream landed on her smooth skin.
The whipped cream felt cool on her skin as the cakes had just been removed from the fridge.
Cherise could not help but shudder. “Hubby, you’re being wasteful.”
Even at this point, she was still worried about being wasteful and had no clue what would happen
to her next.
Her innocent response prompted Damien’s eyes to darken.
He smiled vaguely. “You think it’s wasteful?”
Cherise pursed her l*ps. She reached for a tissue and nodded. “It’s wasteful. These are tasty.”
“Let me try.”
Damien grabbed her hand and leaned down to k*ss her b*dy.
Cherise was rendered speechless.
Her hands balled into fists under his restraint.
She relaxed her hands briefly before clenching them again.
When it was too much to bear, she pleaded with tears in her eyes, “Please, no more!”
“Call me Hubby.”
“Hubby.”
“Say it again.”
“Hubby.”
“Don’t stop.”
“Hubby, Hubby, Hubby, Hubby…”
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Cherise had no idea how she got through that day.
The following morning, she woke weakly and tried to recall what had happened. Unfortunately. her memories were in tatters. She could not remember anything other than Damien’s chiseled face.
In short… It was a wild day.
Cherise’s legs were shaking as she got up from bed.
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After washing up, she returned to the bed and lay down, grumbling inwardly.
I’m doomed.
I have another additional mathematics cla*s today.
I haven’t had the chance to study. Worse…. I have to miss the cla*s again.
It’s all Damien’s fault!
She hit her legs angrily, grumbling about Damien.
‘Knock, knock…”
Someone knocked on the door. It was Frances.
“Mrs. Lenoir, are you awake? Mr. Lenoir asked me to prepare a nourishing soup for you. Do you want it now, or should I heat it later?”
Cherise pursed her l*ps and rubbed her rumbling stomach. “Frances.”
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