Free Web NovelChapter 820: Chapter 426: I Want You to Behave Yourself
Joshua Hughes gently kissed her slender neck, his agile tongue drawing circles that made her tremble as if electrified. In a daze, she heard the sound of his belt buckle being deftly undone.
She wanted to struggle free, but his tall body pinned her to the sofa as if nailed in place, unable to move. That commanding and domineering force carried an intoxicating ferocity: "You haven’t... taken a bath..."
Avery Jane frowned, smelling a faint scent of smoke on him, while the black suit appeared austere and cold, starkly contrasting with her own soft, white outfit.
Joshua Hughes’s eyes sparkled with scorching light as he said softly, "Go wait for me in bed, be good..." His voice was more intoxicating and tempting than wine. Avery Jane lowered her head, sitting there with her long lashes slightly trembling, and Joshua suddenly scooped her up, carried her into the bedroom, gently laid her on the bed, and turned to the bathroom.
Her trembling excited him, and he was certain that she wasn’t trembling out of fear or dread, but because she shared the same physical longing as he did. He could almost smell the nectar flowing from deep within her...
The timid woman had already turned off the lights, and Joshua Hughes, naked, lifted the covers and embraced her alluring, petite body, his hands gliding along her graceful curves...
He whispered, "Avery, should we start with strawberry flavor or the peach flavor you had today?" His voice, roughened unbearably by desire, was like gravel scraping against a grindstone.
"I... I don’t know..." Avery Jane’s mind felt glued with paste; she clearly wanted to say no, but ended up saying she didn’t know, conveying a clear sense of tempted refusal. The man couldn’t help but feel joyous, heavily sucking at her collarbone, "Baby, let’s try all these flavors tonight..." Her nightgown was already rolled up to her thighs, and under the moonlight, her long legs gleamed with a jade-like luster.
Breathlessly excited, the man’s and woman’s breaths entwined as her low moans intermittently escaped, sweet and alluring, like an aphrodisiac...
His fingers bestowed her with ample caresses, fine sweat beginning to seep out slowly, as the warm wind indoors gently blew; she lightly shook her head in impatience...
He picked up a small box from the bedside cabinet, unfolded it, and handed it to her small hands, "Baby, put it on me..." He was almost going insane, feeling like he was about to explode; his need for her was even more intense than when he first realized his desire, and he was deeply infatuated with her enchanting body, unable to extricate himself.
Avery Jane was almost about to cry: "I... I don’t know how..." She had never seen this object before, how to use it? She simply didn’t know.
Joshua Hughes impatiently refused to wait for her to learn, kissing her red lips, bending over, and began to slowly enter...
"Avery, you’re a deadly little thing..." Joshua Hughes gasped beside her ear as he moved his strong body, pressing her small hands on either side of the pillow, making him want to fiercely thrust in like a frenzied beast in heat...
The feeling of being thrown onto the clouds made Avery Jane’s sobs almost shatter, her petite body rising and falling with him, his hands fondling all over her, her heated body like passionate butter starting to melt uncontrollably...
Joshua Hughes withdrew from her soaking body, leaned over her ear, "Should we start with the peach flavor, alright?" His voice was full of allure, and after a few rustling sounds, that astonishing power invaded again, Avery Jane stretched to the extreme; the penetrating thrust brought a stinging friction, causing cold sweat to pour out as she screamed, eyes clouded with tears...
"What’s wrong, Avery, this is your favorite peach flavor, can’t take it anymore? Do you like it?" Her small face wrinkled, Joshua Hughes held back the urge to fiercely penetrate, giving enough time to adapt, yet her body had started trembling...
"Enough... No... Hmm..." Her body uncontrollably convulsed, shaking, like a tidal wave crashing over...
The man with crimson eyes looked at the woman whom he had brought to climax, madly wanting to give her more. If desire was poison, then he would feed her well, making her never able to leave him...
Holding her sitting on his lap, Avery Jane could hardly bear it, her whole body collapsing on his shoulder as if she died once: "I beg you... I beg you..." She didn’t even know what she was begging for, just murmuring, low and pleading with a sob, making the man’s desire even more wild...
The atmosphere in the room was scorching almost to explosion, the man growled like a beast, devouring everything...
Just a day later, negotiating parties found Joshua Hughes seemed unusually delighted. He astonishingly wore a white shirt, nearly blinding all the women present. The gray suit tailored finely conformed to his smooth muscle curves, and with the room’s heating on, taking off his jacket, the white shirt accentuated his broad shoulders, looking remarkably good.
Donna signed the final contract while watching Joshua Hughes. He always had an indescribable wicked charm when dressed in black, but when wearing a neatly pressed white shirt, although that charm was lessened, his maturity and successful male aura were even more pronounced.
Should she give him a surprise? Although she had tried several times and failed, today felt different.
"President Hughes, Manager Scott from M.C is here to see you. She says it’s something urgent. Would you like to meet her?" The secretary whispered beside his ear as Joshua Hughes watched everyone, including Donna, slowly leave the meeting room.
She was fairly sensible today, signing the document promptly. He didn’t want to get entangled with Donna any further, especially if Avery Jane saw them; that would be hard to explain.
He only told Avery Jane that Donna was just a representative sent by Party B, attempting to engage in business bribery, which was possible, so she used her charms. However, he didn’t accept it. If Avery Jane found out he deceived her about knowing Donna from before, it would be trouble.
"Let her wait in the office," Joshua Hughes gestured for his secretary to leave as well. Angela Scott had come to see him—was it related to Avery Jane?
"Avery, are you feeling uncomfortable today?" he picked up the phone. This morning when they got up, she clearly hadn’t had enough sleep; even while walking, her legs seemed on the verge of buckling. Yet, she was determined to go to work on time. He didn’t want her to feel he was overbearing, so he let her be.
"Not bad," her voice was faint. Joshua Hughes could almost see her on the other end, batting her long eyelashes, biting her lip shyly.
"Really, hmm?" Joshua Hughes chuckled softly, enjoying the sight of her discomfort.
"Stop talking, I’m working. Don’t disturb me." Avery Jane fumed silently. What good was it if she said she wasn’t well? Would he then let her off the hook? Probably not.
"I have a lunch meeting today. You eat by yourself; don’t just settle for anything. Go to the nearby hotel or one of the two restaurants opposite—they’re pretty good." Joshua Hughes couldn’t help but give instructions. She always seemed a bit thin and should eat more. "Hmm," Avery responded, then hung up the phone.
Returning to his office from the meeting room, Angela Scott was already seated on the sofa. In just a few days, she had cut her hair short and dyed it dark chestnut. The assertive demeanor of a career woman began to manifest in her. Joshua Hughes sat in the swivel chair behind his desk, gazing at her coldly.
Sunlight shone in through the window; his desk was positioned perfectly so that light illuminated his face, accentuating his handsome, attractive facial contours completely.
Joshua Hughes’ sharp eyes, like an eagle’s, were fixed on her as he lit a cigarette. A wispy layer of smoke drifted before him, rendering his chiseled features ominous through the flickering light and shadow, giving off a cold and unfamiliar allure.
Under his gaze, Angela Scott felt a chill creep over her. She pondered how to start the conversation, having clearly seen Avery Jane yesterday, who seemingly didn’t recognize her at all. What happened to her?
"Mr. Hughes, I just wanted to ask what happened to Avery Jane. She seemed off when I saw her yesterday." Under Joshua Hughes’ searchlight-like gaze, Angela Scott was almost exposed.
"You’re concerned about her?" Joshua Hughes gently raised an eyebrow, disbelief etched on his face.
His words were like a slap to Angela Scott’s face, as if he were mocking her.
"Avery Jane and I are friends, good friends." Angela Scott hastily defended herself. This identity of being a good friend was the only leverage she had to negotiate with Joshua Hughes.
A flicker of panic flashed in her eyes. She was unsure how important Avery Jane was to Joshua Hughes, but one thing was certain—Joshua Hughes truly cared about her immensely.
"Friends?" Sitting in the swivel chair, Joshua Hughes remained calm and indifferent. He took a puff of his cigarette and then spoke aloofly, "I’ve told you once, you should never appear in front of her again. Miss Scott, I hope your memory isn’t that bad. I expect you to behave yourself."
