The Fake Young Miss Who Got The City Quaking In Her Boots Chapter 31

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Suddenly, Marcel scooped Lydia up and carried her easily into the bedroom. He flung her onto the bed, causing her to bounce up and down. Marcel's shirt flew over and covered Lydia's head.

Marcel walked over and covered Lydia's eyes with his palm. The shirt covered her entire line of sight.

In the darkness, Marshall used his other hand to lift up Lydia's bathrobe. He repeatedly rubbed his hand under her navel. Then he lowered his head to hold her navel and licked it inch by inch until it reached her private parts. Then he began to suck hard.

Lydia could not help but arch her back and moan. It was so comfortable. How could this damn man do such a good foreplay?

After sucking for a while, Marcel turned Lydia over. One of his hands swam around Lydia's back. It was so itchy that Lydia's breathing rhythm was messed up. The other hand found the entrance to her lower body and he extended two fingers into it.

Soon, Lydia felt extremely high. Seeing this, Marshall pulled out his fingers. While Lydia was lying on her stomach, his hands went through the space between Lydia's abdomen and the bed. He wrapped his arms around Lydia's waist and forcefully lifted her up, he lifted Lydia up to be on her knees. Her buttocks were raised high.

Then, Marcel put on a condom and penetrated Lydia. Although the first strike went smoothly, it was too fierce. Lydia's entire body was pushed forward.

However, Marcel quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

Lydia felt as if she had done a stretching exercise. Her entire body felt comfortable.

Marcel kept twitching, faster and fiercer each time, causing Lydia to constantly make comfortable sounds.

In the end, the room was already in a mess.

The two of them were panting as they lay on the bed. They looked at each other and revealed very satisfied smiles.

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"Let's go and sleep next door," Marcel turned over and got up. He pulled Lydia into the room next door. Everything here was neat and tidy.

Lydia could not help but praise him for being thoughtful.

After sleeping until dawn, Marcel had already arranged a flight back. He drove to the airport and boarded the plane for breakfast. When they landed, it was the morning rush hour.

Marcel asked, "Did you save my number?"

Lydia said, "I did."

"Where are you going? I'll send you."

"No need to," Lydia did not want Marcel's car and people to appear at the entrance of her residential area. "Thank you so much for last night."

"I should be the one thanking you," Marcel lifted Lydia's face and wanted to give her a goodbye kiss. However, Lydia suddenly covered her lips with her hand, and Marcel kissed the back of Lydia's hand.

Then, Lydia turned the back of her hand over and planted a kiss on the spot where Marcel had kissed her.

She immediately turned around and gave Marcel a seductive look, leaving him with a beautiful back view.

When Marcel saw this, he could not help but feel a little angry, but he could not really get angry.

Lydia quickly walked out of the airport and took the subway back to her residential area.

Along the way, she kept thinking about Marcel's handsome and tall body.

Damn it, she really had to admit that Marcel was too charming, and the sex was perfect, she even wanted to play more tricks with him.

But she also knew that Marcel wasn't an ordinary person, and if they maintained a long-term stable relationship, it would certainly cause a lot of trouble.

Her career and her reputation could not be ruined by Marcel.

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