A Husband For Killer Mom

44 Ch. 44 Why Are You Nice To Me?

Anxia still refused to answer while Richard’s hands started to work with his magical movements. His thumb found the precious pearl, making Anxia moan even louder.

But again, Richard stopped his finger just as Anxia was about to reach a climax. Anxia was highly irritated because she felt that her body was being toyed with by this bastard. She raised her hand to hit and push Richard, but unfortunately, Richard had memorized all her movements.

Swiftly and nimbly, Richard held her hands above her head without removing his fingers, which were still at a particular pleasure spot. Richard bent his finger alternately with his second finger making Anxia gasp. Richard wasn’t pumping like before but curled his fingers as if he was scratching something.

Anxia’s cave walls felt itchy and more sensitive thanks to Richard’s magical hand, and Anxia desperately wanted to end the man’s game. Her body could barely hold on if Richard delayed her release repeatedly while the feeling of pleasure and euphoria continued to flow to the tips of her feet.

“Richard, please...”

Richard’s crooked fingers stopped when he saw the pleading look of pity and the tone of voice that sounded desperate. For a moment, Richard could see Anxia was pleading with him this time. But he didn’t want to give in to her pleading.

Only God knew how many enemies out there wished to control Anxia using Lori. He didn’t want anyone to take advantage of his daughter and take his wife away from him. That’s why he didn’t grant Anxia’s request, which sounded so sincere.

“Xia Xia, just answer my question, and I will give you what you want.”

For some reason, Anxia sensed Richard’s tone soften in her ears. What’s more, the man called her ‘Xia Xia’ instead of ‘Anxia.’ At that moment, she knew whenever Richard called him ‘Xia Xia,’ it meant that he would do everything he said for her.

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“I don’t know... Someone bumped into me and then... gave me a piece of paper. I haven’t had time to read it... so I don’t know.” came her desperate answer, panting for her husband’s ministration.

“Where’s the paper?”

“In... In my shirt pocket,” replied Anxia while panting. “Richard... ah!”

Suddenly Richard pumped again inside Anxia’s body while curling his finger and hitting her sensitive point, making Anxia squeal with pleasure. Richard immediately silenced Anxia with his own mouth so that his wife’s sweat and erotic groans drowned in his mouth.

This time Richard didn’t stop when he felt the walls of Anxia’s cave begin to twitch and keep hitting the G spot repeatedly, making Anxia’s entire body twitch.

As if fireworks exploded in the sky, Anxia sprayed a lot of love juice that wet Richard’s hand. Instantly Anxia’s body became weak, and her legs, which had been wide open, began to feel sore and tired.

Richard pulled his finger out and licked his finger, enjoying the sweet honey from his wife. Seeing Richard licking his finger in an erotic motion made Anxia’s face feel hot for some unknown reason.

It was erotic, and she didn’t realize that she didn’t hate it for one a bit.

Not long after, Richard carried Anxia in a bridal style while Anxia wrapped her arms around Richard’s neck spontaneously. With great care and caution, Richard laid Anxia on the bed. His gentle gesture confused Anxia.

Why is this man now treating her gently like this?

Ah no. This man always treated her gently when Richard was feeling happy. Does that mean the man is happy? What makes the man happy?

Anxia was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t notice that Richard had taken the paper from her pocket. Even if she realized, Anxia would also let him. After all, she had already told him about the secret paper. Why should she insist on hiding it? Anxia didn’t want to waste her energy on a game she could never win.

Richard read the paper with furrowed brows making Anxia wonder what the paper’s contents were.

“What is it? What’s in it?”

Richard turned to his wife and only answered her with a mysterious smile before leaving her to rest.

Tsk. It wasn’t delightful seeing Richard leave her without enlightening her curiosity.

Anxia couldn’t catch up with him because her thighs were too sore to move, and her clothes were unkempt. Not to mention there was an uncomfortable sticky mark between her southern area.

For now, Anxia was lazy to move and chose to lie still first.

It didn’t take long for Richard to return with a towel and a basin, making Anxia wonder what the man wanted to do.

Anxia didn’t fight back or complain when the perverted husband lifted her skirt and lowered her panties.

This guy truly was the number-one perverted man in the world. Not satisfied with playing with her most private area, now the man was even taking off her underwear!?

Anxia was struggling to stop herself from attacking the man right now. She knew she was doomed to lose, and Richard would attack her again in a way she would not like. Therefore Anxia forced her body not to rebel.

After all, they had done far more than the man did a moment ago. Richard had seen her whole body. What was the difference from now seeing only her lower part?

Anxia closed her eyes, refusing to see what the man would do to her. She was even ready when she felt a leg lift and a cold wind hit her bare skin.

Surprisingly, she instead felt a warm and comfortable sensation on the inside of her thigh. The sticky feeling of her cum gradually disappeared, replaced by a fresh and cold feeling.

Anxia opened her eyes curiously as to what her husband was doing. She was taken aback when she saw what was in front of her.

Richard was wiping her thighs with a towel soaked in warm water with gentle, careful movements. All the man’s demeanor was as if Richard was cleaning up a valuable antique.

Anxia was reminded of how the man treated her when he put her beautiful shoes on while shopping yesterday afternoon. His treatment was exactly the same as now.

‘Why? Why are you nice to me?’

Richard’s movements stopped, and then he turned to her, startled. Anxia just realized she had spoken the question out loud.

What should she do? She hadn’t planned on asking the man like that. But she did it, and no turning back now.

Inevitably Anxia had to admit; she was anxiously waiting for the man’s answer.

What kind of answer would the man give her?