My Billionaire Husband

The person underneath him didn't know what had changed but kept shivering and m.o.a.ning as Tristan staged a cruel comeback. Every thrust was to the deepest part of her, and the tip reached the bottom, and stimulation was to the most extreme acuity.

Her crying changed its tone and pitch, and even she was shocked, as it was so strange to her.

At the same time, it was as if millions of ants were crawling in the place where they connected, and they spread all over her body. The feeling was like a dense web, covering her totally, including her senses.

With each thrust more fierce than the last, Kate felt as if her body was going to fall apart. Her bones and muscles were melting and turning into foam, and her senses became vague.

In a dream-like state, she was back to the cliff, staring at the dark seawater below. And there was a vortex below, dragging her down with a mysterious force.

When she was swallowed by the vortex, she saw a white flash passing by.

When she came back to her senses, it was like she had just been taken out of the water. The sheet beneath her was all wet.

The man was lying on his back beside her, his body emitting heat and moisture. She could finally breathe smoothly. The sweet smell in the air was embarrassing, and when her legs moved even a little, there was sticky liquid flowing out.

She turned to sleep on her side, but Tristan's c.h.e.s.t came and leaned against her back immediately. And down there, the thing was poking her b.u.t.t. She naturally knew what it was.

Feeling its attempt, she protested in a husky voice, "You said only one time."

"One more time." His mischievous way came again. And without her consent, he lifted up her leg and entered her. It was wet and smooth, and he required no effort to push in.

And then he held her tightly and thrust to her again and again. Kate almost passed out from the violent action.

Tristan used one of his feet to hook the blanket back, which was kicked to the corner earlier, and cover their bodies. He didn't stop the movement under the blanket. She said with anger, "Shameless."

The man laughed lightly beside her ear, "What I said was one position one time."

Later Kate knew what she had experienced was the first o.r.g.a.s.m in her life. Of course, it was him who reminded her of this in her ear. The word burnt her ear and brought sadness to her heart.

She knew little about s.e.x. But she knew vaguely that it only happened when the body felt the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. He made her feel p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e? Or did his thing made her feel p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e?

How could this be an o.r.g.a.s.m or climax? It was the trough of life for her. Her mood had hit a historical trench.

Without reason, Kate thought of the cattle on their farm. They branded the cattle to mark their ownership. This event didn't occur to her the night she lost her v.i.r.g.i.n.i.t.y or when she signed the agreement.

In terms of quantitative change and qualitative change, Kate felt that she had experienced qualitative change this night.

As he said, it was good for her to sweat. She felt better. She went back to the seaside villa and was back to the otaku life, but she had a different mental state from before.

She felt the smell of that person who had lived in her and could not be got rid of. When doing that thing again, she was afraid of that feeling, but what she was afraid of would come inevitably.

Her body had been enlightened, and she could not control it anymore. Before, she was dull, and it was a kind of protective measure. Now that this protection was ripped off, she felt she was in great danger.

And she started to worry the man would leave something more in her body. After that night, s.e.x became more frequent.

Thinking of her comment on his being "moderate," she wanted to slap herself. How could he deserve this word?

Every time she reminded him nervously to wear the c.o.n.d.o.m, but Tristan replied that it was not comfortable for both of them; it affected their experience. She didn't want to experience it at all.

Sometimes Tristan would tease Kate and ask her to put it on him. Under his instruction, she had the "p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e" to see the weapon that committed countless acts of violence in her body. It had shocking size, bulged with veins, erect and c.o.c.ky. She was shocked.

***

When Kate was staring at the computer absent-mindedly in the study, she thought there was a reason that parents and teachers didn't want their teens to fall in love too soon. She had been s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e to numbers, and math was her best subject in high school. But now, even as she stared at books all day long, not one word could get into her mind.

Thinking of her plan and the talents she intended to develop, she was worried and spent all her time in the study, struggling with the books in vain.

One day, Tristan could not bear to see her like this anymore. He dragged her out of her study into his study. Looking at her gaunt face, he asked, "Having difficulty studying?"

Kate shook her head after a pause.

Tristan said, "The saint said there are many things worth sacrificing our life, but there isn't one thing worth sacrificing our sleep for."

Kate asked, "Which saint said that?"

Tristan laughed, "It is not important who said it. What is important is you must stop this situation."

Then he took a stack of printouts and put them on the coffee table in front of her. "Read these."

Kate was surprised. They were flyers from schools, including a few famous colleges in the city. She realized what he meant, but she looked at him in disbelief.

Tristan just sat there and kept silent and looked at her calmly, confirming her conjecture.

Kate felt her throat choking, and she pointed to a few of the flyers and said, "I don't think I can apply for these colleges as I haven't got a high school diploma."

"Can you go back to your high school and get the exams?"

"Yes…I think I can study for a year…or half-year and…"

She raised her head and looked into his eyes, and said firmly, "Yes, I can."

Seeing her sparkling eyes, Tristan smiled and said, "I guess it doesn't take so much trouble. I can ask someone to call the principal of one of the colleges…"

Kate interrupted hastily, "I don't want the college diploma, in fact. I just want to learn something."

"Well," he looked at her again and took up a thick pamphlet.

"Check this one out then. It is a private school, with strong faculty; some of the teachers are from famous colleges. Financial management is the brand major of the school if you want to learn this."

Kate knew that college. She had done research on the schools before she went to the Open University. That school had strong faculty, but the tuition was steep.

She was stirring inside. This happened too soon, and she didn't know the cause behind it. Her fingers touched the pamphlet, which was made of paper with excellent texture.

Tristan saw her reaction and said, "Most of all, it has short school years, practical curriculum…And if you want to go on studying or have a job, the diploma of this school is extremely convincing."

Kate kept silent for a moment and asked, "Why do you want to help me?"

Tristan smiled and said, "I just provided you the information. The tuition will be deducted from your 'salary.'"

Kate showed some awkward expressions when she heard the word salary. Tristan said, "Besides if you are more capable, I can show you off to my friends."

She downplayed it, but Kate had a storm in her heart. She suppressed the panting brought by the ecstasy as well as the distress for unknown reasons and said, "Thank you."

Tristan followed her remarks, "How will you thank me?"

Kate was dumbfounded.

He pointed at his own cheek and looked at her with a mischievous expression.

Kate understood what he meant, but she could not do it.

So far, he had dominated all of the physical contacts between them was dominated by him. Kate just took it with somewhat resistance, though her resistance lately had become weaker and weaker.

She could not voluntarily do it.

Tristan waited for a long time, and he seemed disappointed. He took up one of the pamphlets and flipped through it. He said as carelessly as he could, "OK. I didn't say anything."

Only when the opportunity was about to pass, Kate realized that she needed it so much. She needed to be stronger, and she needed to go to that college. This man has a quaint personality, she didn't want to offend him and make him change his mind.

There might not be a second chance.

With lightning speed, she flew to his side and pecked him on the cheek. As Tristan was standing up at the same time and her action was so fast, she bumped into his chin.

She put her hand to her mouth because it hurt like hell.

Tristan couldn't help laughing. He patted her on the head with the pamphlet and said, "My God, could you be a little smarter?"