My Billionaire Husband

(Warning: This chapter contains a s.e.x.u.a.l scene. If you're not comfortable to read it kindly skip it and move to another chapter)

Emma was outraged, "Hum, I didn't know her at that time. But I know! I won't leave Charles for her now!"

"I will support you from behind. You are my true daughter-in-law. Who is Sarah? A girl with a poor background? How funny is that! A toad trying to eat a swan! Don't blame yourself for trying to drive her away." She paused for a little while and resumed, "Now that she is becoming more powerful, I will get ugly with her!"

Emma became a little frightened, looking at Christina's cold and fierce face. It seemed that something was brewing in her mind. Although she was afraid, she was determined to support Christina no matter what happened, as long as Sarah would be gone at the end.

Holding Christina's hand, she said, "Mom, I will support you no matter what. I will help you get rid of her. I believe that you are right!"

Christina smiled sarcastically. "Good girl. I will be very nice to you. I will help you to be with Charles. Don't worry. You are my only daughter-in-law!"

Charles was busier than usual, as a lot of work needed to be done at the end of the year. Sarah was considerate toward him and didn't disturb him. She usually prepared a meal and had everything ready by the time he came home so he could relax without anything to do. She tried hard to provide a nice atmosphere for him to enjoy his time at home.

Charles was sitting on the sofa after returning home from work. Sarah offered to massage his hands and feet. Charles didn't refuse and just enjoyed her special touch while half was closing his eyes.

He laughed slightly and said, "My wife is so good! You are so powerful and help me with everything so that I just sit back and relax and forget about my trouble. This message is so good. Where did you learn to do this?"

Sarah flicked her hair and pinched his arm with her hands. "I didn't study. When I was in middle school, I lived with my grandma for several months, and she taught me this by giving her daily massages. Sometimes, she gave me some advice, and other things I learned from a TV show." She answered.

"You are really filial." Charles smiled and said, "I was never close to my grandma and grandpa."

"It's because you have a big family, unlike me, I only have a small family. And at that time, my grandma was the one taking care of me. Other family… " Sarah paused for a little while and heaved a sigh. "Forget it. After grandma passed away, I never went back home. So now I have only you to practice my massage skills on!"

She squeezed his hand hard until Charles felt painful. He nearly jumped up, but soon started to feel very relaxed. "Wow, amazing!"

Sarah explained. "Only a sick person feels pain when pressing that acupuncture point. A healthy person wouldn't act as you did."

Charles became curious. "What? Am I sick?"

"No, you're just overtired. You will be fine after several massages." She squatted down and continued.

Looking at Sarah, Charles suddenly started to think that maybe this was true love. If Sarah didn't love him, she wouldn't give him a message without asking, not to mention everything else she did for him.

"Sarah, please stand up!" He told her.

Sarah felt strange. She stared at him blankly and asked, "Why? There are still several points that needed to be pressed!"

Charles insisted, "I'm afraid that you will get tired. And my feet feel more comfortable now, so it's enough. Stand up!"

But Sarah didn't stop. "No, I've got used to it. The points in your feet are linked with many parts of your body. Rather, I am treating your whole body!"

Charles shook his head. Without explaining further, he suddenly pulled her up and embraced her with his legs. Squeezing her waist, he said. "It is okay. I'm not willing to see you serving me like this unless I do the same to you?" He began to squeeze her whole body as he spoke.

Sarah felt itchy and wanted to laugh. She was struggling and scorned him while laughing, "Let me go. You're not massaging me. You are teasing me, right? Let me go!"

Charles also laughed out and suddenly kissed her. Sarah paused immediately, but Charles was so excited and used his tongue to tease her. Instead of pushing him off, Sarah started to respond to his kiss.

Charles was heavily pressured at work, so he liked the idea of releasing his stress by m.a.k.i.n.g. .l.o.v.e. He had been so busy working after Emma left and constantly had come home very late, almost immediately falling asleep, that they hadn't had s.e.x for a long time. Until getting married, Sarah hadn't known that this was actually something common for men to go through. 

Finally, Charles became impatient. Before their clothes were taken off all the way, he unbuckled his belt and was ready to enter her, his trousers mid-knee. Sarah wasn't feeling comfortable m.a.k.i.n.g. .l.o.v.e in the living room and struggled to get free. "No… not here!"

But Charles just ignored her and entered her with a firm stroke. He started to move, and Sarah began to m.o.a.n when he looked at her and said with a gentle smile, "Or, I can lift you to go upstairs?" Without waiting for her response, he lifted her up by holding her bosom with both hands, her legs around his waist, hitting against her body.

Sarah didn't expect he would really do it, but found it so arousing that she urged him. "You… speed up!" She immediately blushed after realizing her action.

Charles laughed secretly and responded. "Yes, madam!" and quickly went upstairs.

The phone was ringing as soon as they lay down on the bed. Charles scorned and just ignored it, penetrating her vigorously.

Sarah was m.o.a.ning but still managed to say. "Charles… Charles… er… ah… answer… answer your phone… stop… I am talking… but you move faster… "

The phone kept ringing. Charles got angry, but he was reluctant to let Sarah go, so he was just keeping moving in a rhythm until he e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed. Sarah's legs felt weak as she also had reached her o.r.g.a.s.m. Charles was going to answer it, but the phone stopped ringing.

Charles looked at the number and froze. Sarah asked him with worry. "Who?"

Charles answered. "My dad, perhaps."

"Your dad? What is wrong with your dad? Call back!" Sarah was very worried and urged him to call back right away.