Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Hearing this, Sam could tell that she was concerned about him. He smiled slightly and said softly, "The company has been quite busy lately, and Young Master Yardley has been focused on his family so he's been busy. That's why I have more to do." "Heh, that's right." Olivia snorted and said, "No matter how much he cares about his family, he shouldn't just ignore his company right? He's a slave to his wife. If he doesn't pay attention to his company and the company falls one day, what would he use to feed her?" Hearing this, his expression beca little more serious. Perhaps he really believed in Maddox's abilities, which was why he spoke kindly on his behalf.

"He is capable, so he won't lose the company. Even if everyone around the world can't manage the company well, Young Master Yardley would be able to." "From your tone of speech, you seem to worship him very much, don't you?" "I am not worshiping him. He is really capable." Olivia felt rather jealous when she heard Sam praise someone else, but why was that so? He was praising a man. If he praised a woman, she would probably tear his wounds apart.

After applying the medicinal cream to his wounds, she patted his arm and said, "The wounds on your back are done. Turn over." Hearing the last two words, his hands paused, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He did not know why, but when he heard those words, he felt as though he was a piece of steak, ready to be flipped over to cook the other side. Regardless, he turned around obediently. Then, he slowly propped up his arm and sat up.

Because he had cream on his back, it was not suitable for him to lie down. When he sat up, he did not notice that Ollie was just inches away from him and he accidentally bumped into her. Peng! Olivia was holding the jar of cream in her hand when she waited for him to turn over. As he bumped into her, she fell head first off the bed.

Sam quickly grabbed her and held her in his arms. On the other hand, he grabbed the cream.

Then, she heard him groan slightly. She must have accidentally hit his wounds, so she quickly pulled away and checked on him.

"Are you alright? Did I touch your wounds?" She touched him with her pale hands, but she did not realize how risky such behavior was. Although he was usually as stiff as a board, he was still a man.

Since the tthey were drunk, they had not been intimate.

For men, they worked just fine if they didn't want to be intimate, but once they started, it was hard for them to not think about it.

Especially when he woke up in the morning or... right at that moment.

Olivia had no idea what her actions were doing to him. She still had her hands on his body when she asked, "Does it hurt? Would you like to have a cold compress first? It's been such a long time. Why hasn't it healed yet?" Sam saw that her eyes were full of distress, as if the wounds were on her. This consideration made his heart stir slightly.

He swallowed hard and his voice turned hoarse.

"It's only been a short time. How is it possible for it to heal instantly? Do you think I'm Hercules?" Hearing that, her hands paused, and then she looked up at him.

"Why are you being so cheeky now? If you're still in so much pain, why don't you stay at hand rest? Why do you still go out so often each day? You have a girlfriend, okay? Your Young Master Yardley knows how to accompany his wife at home. Why can't you be more like him and stay hwith your girlfriend?" When she spoke, her tiny mouth moved fast. He was mesmerized by her facial features.

After a while Sam looked away, his gaze deepening.

"I chafter work, didn't I? I got you a gift too." Hearing this, Qlivia pouted and said, "Do you think that you can just calmdown with a gift? Companionship is also very by a important; it can't be replaced gift. If you lose it today, you won't find it tomorrow. Even if you have the tto accompanyin the future, the meaning will be different!" He was not really paying attention to what she said. He couldn't control himself and slowly inched his way towards her.

She didn't stop talking until she felt his lips touch her nose. She looked at his handsface and raised her brows, "Why... Why are you so close to me?" His head tilted when he heard her words. Then, he leaned over and his thin lips touched hers.

She was stunned.

Then, he stepped back a little, with his eyes tightly locked on her.

"If that's the case, then today will be more meaningful, won't it?" She blinked and was at a loss.

"I'm just asking you to accompany me. I'm not asking you to..." Sam didn't retreat. As soon as she spoke, he kissed her again. Then, he pulled back slightly to observe Olivia's reaction.

Seeing that she did not refuse him, he kissed her again. This time, he did not just peck her lightly on the lips anymore. He deepened his kiss and held her face tightly in his palms. She felt as though her heart was tickled by a feather, and then it seemed that there was an electric current running along her heart to her limbs. She moaned lightly.

He seemed to be inspired by the sound. He pried open her lips with his and touched her tongue with his.

She was still holding onto the medicine in her hand. When he kissed her, she had no idea where she could place the cream so she left it in mid-air in her hand.

Soon, his hand slid from her face to her ears then cupped the back of her om head. His other armycikded her tightly intolan embrace. He tilted her head gently so he could deepen his kiss on her.

Perhaps because it was stago that they last did it, but they were desperate for each other now.

Neither of them said a word as they began to take off each other's clothes. Sam undid her buttons while she took off his belt. His ears becred, and she bit them.

His thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line. The veins on his forehead throbbed as he pulled her down. He looked at her and wanted to say something but didn't.

She blinked her eyes and raised them slightly, "Say it. You want it, don't you?"