Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

Chloe finally realized that Vernon truly didn't want to do it. She was embarrassed because she was the one who had a dirty mind.

She got up from the sofa and nodded, "Okay then… um… don't forget to sleep soon. It's already past midnight, it's not good for your body to stay up all night."

"Mm, don't worry, good night, Chloe," Vernon said while turning his head away from Chloe.

"Goodnight…"

Chloe rushed to the kitchen and went downstairs. She went to her room and slammed the door as she tried to endure the embarrassment.

She leaned on the door and covered her face with her hands.

"Oh my god, Chloe, why are you acting like a whore?!" Chloe scolded herself as she realized she was so coquettish in front of Vernon.

"You should've known your place. He just wants to play with your body and that's it. Why are you asking for more?" Chloe continued blaming herself.

But the more she blamed herself, the more she realized one thing…

"I… I actually want to have sex…."

The realization hit her hard because she had never felt this for so long. The last time she wanted to have sex was in high school when she did it for the first time with Vincent, her first love.

She didn't feel good when doing it with Vincent, but she was so in love with him when they were in high school.

So she did it out of love.

But after that, she had simply lost her eagerness to have sex. In fact, she never took the initiative to ask Vincent for it. So, whenever they had sex, it was simply because she had to heed his request, or she would get humiliated or even abused by him.

But with Vernon, his touch and tease made her want to do more. She even dared to take the initiative!
"Damn, what has gotten into you, Chloe? Why are you acting like this?" Chloe continued her round of self-blame. "What if Vernon secretly despises you for being too aggressive? You're the one who said that you did everything because of desperation."

"Sure as hell this isn't desperation, right? Ugh!"

…

Chloe finally went to the bathroom after a while. She took off her pajamas and checked on the damp pants.

"Ugh, I can't believe I squirted so much. What's wrong with my body?" Chloe wondered.

But there was no answer to this. The only logical answer she could come up with was that Vernon had a mysteriously powerful touch that could make her body react against her will.

"Especially with how he played with my…."

Chloe shook her head and decided to take another warm bath to dispel the pervertedness of her head.

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"Fuck…" Vernon cursed as he kept on tapping his feet on the carpet. Half an hour had passed since Chloe left him alone, and his erection was yet to go down.

His cock was still furry and erect, and it started to get hurt as Vernon continued to ignore it.

"No, I won't fucking rub you. Why are you always so hard when she is around anyway?" Vernon scolded his erect cock and refused to go limp.

"Ugh, this is because she looks so seductive…." Vernon grumbled. He didn't know if Chloe was trying to seduce him, but it was damn effective nonetheless!

The image of Chloe closing her thighs tightly, hiding the treasure that had been wet after being played by Vernon, lowering her head while her face was reddish as if she had a fever, and then fidgeting uncomfortably while saying;

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"Y—You sure you don't want more?"

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"The fuck you mean if I don't want more? Of course I want much more, I want a blow job, tit job, hand job, and all other jobs, damn it!" Vernon yelled out of frustration.

No matter how much he tried, he just couldn't get that image out of his head, and now his cock wouldn't rest until he did something to it.

"Ugh, why do I have to suffer through this? Why did I play with her in the first place? You're fucking dumb, Vernon!" Vernon blamed himself for something he had started but couldn't finish.

Thus, out of frustration, he took off his brief, and his rock-hard cock sprung up like a menacing tower.

He didn't like to masturbate too much. It was torturous for someone who was used to having real sex with plenty of women before he reunited with his beloved woman.

He didn't blame Chloe for it because he knew she was still trying to recover from the abuse she had experienced. Something like sex was better to be done when she was ready for it.

Vernon stared at his rock-hard cock leaking precum from the tip, "Especially when she's going to accommodate this size. I don't want to hurt her…."

Vernon sighed and grabbed his dick with one hand. He stroked it up and down while resting his back on the sofa.

"Ugh… Chloe…" Vernon continued stroking his dick while he kissed his free hand, which he used to play with Chloe's pussy lips and clit.

"I should've drunk her pussy juice straight from the source, why am I wasting it all? What an idiot!"

Vernon sucked his finger while his other hand was busy stroking his cock. The moment he sucked his finger, his mind instantly traveled back to when Chloe was being played by him.

Her peachy cheek gradually got redder as he fiddled with her clit.

Her eyes glistened with tears, staring at him as if she was pleading with him to do something more to her body.

The way she moaned sweetly was like music to his ears. Everything about her was so fascinating Vernon couldn't even comprehend how much he wanted her now.

Shlick. Shlick. Shlick. Shlick.

"Nghh… Chloe…" Vernon's cock started to leak precum from his horse's eye as his fantasy got even naughtier.

In his fantasy, Chloe was already stripping herself naked, allowing Vernon to do anything he wanted with her body.