Chapter 105 One hundred and four
- Brandon is clingy. No, I am clingy. I don’t want my husband to leave me for work. My grip on his arm tightens, he groans into my ear, kissing away my resistance until I let go.
- “You are leaving me,” I say.
- Another kiss lands behind my ear, trailing to my neck, my jaw and my lips. “To work, wifey.” Rolling to my back, my robe opens, he cups one of my overly sensitive breasts and kneads the nipple. I suck in a ragged breath. “So I can have enough money to spoil you.” I snicker.