Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 672 - 350: Romantic Sunset Wedding 1

"Hey, go take a shower first!"

This sentence carried a hint, immediately making someone tremble with anticipation.

Someone leaned close to Rebecca Quentin’s ear, his whispering voice somewhat incredulously asked, "Are you serious?"

"Well, are you going to shower or not?"

"I am!!"

In the next instant, holding Rebecca Quentin in his arms on the chair, Howard Geoffrey swiftly dashed into the bathroom.

Rebecca Quentin covered her mouth and giggled.

Listening to the sound of water rushing in the bathroom, Rebecca Quentin’s cheeks flushed crimson, involuntary images not suitable for children started to appear in her mind.

Realizing she was starting to let loose, she pulled up the quilt, burying herself underneath.

Suddenly, the water stopped in the bathroom, some sounds came.

Rebecca Quentin felt a little nervous, her heart pounding.

In the next second, he slid his slippery body under the quilt.

"Ah!"

Her body touched his cold skin, knowing he was naked, she instinctively pushed him away.

But he had already scooped her closer to his side, with a quick flip, he pinned her under him, in the quilt, playfully asking, "Honey, you’ve starved me for so many days, aren’t you going to compensate me a bit?"

"Ah?"

"Hmm... Mmm... Ah..."

Rebecca Quentin lay exhausted on the bed, breathless.

Howard Geoffrey embraced Rebecca Quentin, his firm chest pressed against her back, the two lay cuddled on the bed.

"Baby..." Howard Geoffrey gently kissed Rebecca Quentin’s delicate neck, leaving his mark. "You were so passionate tonight."

"Uh..." Rebecca Quentin gasped lightly, worn out from his teasing, wishing only to close her eyes.

After more than a month, just once, couldn’t possibly satisfy someone’s suppressed need over a month.

"I really want you one more time." Howard Geoffrey’s large hand lightly caressed Rebecca Quentin’s chest, slipping through her underarm, with his tiger mouth gently massaging her breast.

Finally, his thumb reached her chest’s peak, teasing even more wantonly.

"Umm..." Rebecca Quentin naturally moaned the most beautiful sound, tightening her legs.

"Once more, hmm?" Howard Geoffrey lightly bit Rebecca Quentin’s earlobe, softly breathing into her ear.

Howard Geoffrey toyed, leaving nibble marks on Rebecca Quentin’s pale and smooth shoulder.

"I’m so tired..." Rebecca Quentin impatiently brushed off Howard Geoffrey’s big hand.

"Be good... just once more." He said, pressing her beneath him again.

In the early morning, Rebecca Quentin woke up sore all over.

The sunlight outside reminded her it was already afternoon, she turned her face to look beside her, finding he was already gone.

Rebecca Quentin wrapped the quilt around her and sat up, but as she prepared to get out of bed, she discovered her legs were weak, finding it hard to walk, plopping right back down on the bed.

When Howard Geoffrey came in through the automatically opened room door, he saw this scene――

Rebecca Quentin sat frustrated at the edge of the bed, muttering curses at the man who indulged too much last night, tightly wrapped in the quilt.

Howard Geoffrey chuckled.

Rebecca Quentin heard someone’s laughter and sulkily pouted at him.

Howard Geoffrey came to Rebecca Quentin’s side, gently hugging her, "Why aren’t you wearing clothes?"

"You’re the one not wearing!"

Howard Geoffrey stood up to get clean clothes for Rebecca Quentin, looked at her, and smiled gracefully.

Rebecca Quentin took the clothes into the quilt, then changed into them inside.

Knowing his little woman was shy, he looked at her changing with interest, refraining from saying "which part of her hasn’t he seen."

After changing into suitable casual clothes for vacation, Rebecca Quentin removed the quilt, seriously asked, "What time is it now?"

"One in the afternoon."

"What, it’s already one?" Rebecca Quentin exclaimed.

Howard Geoffrey wrapped his arm around her waist, "What’s wrong?"

Rebecca Quentin uttered in frustration, "Didn’t you tell me yesterday there would be a low tide time on the island in the morning, when the sun rises, there will be a scene where the sea and sky merge into a single line, I wanted to see it."

Howard Geoffrey caressed Rebecca Quentin’s soft hair, gently said, "We have plenty of time, no hurry for today."

Rebecca Quentin lowered her head and grumbled, "It’s all your fault..."

Howard Geoffrey’s lips curved into a soft smile, affectionately pecked her cheek.

Rebecca Quentin then walked into the bathroom to wash up.

After a while, Rebecca Quentin came out of the bathroom, Howard Geoffrey was still in the room.

He walked to her side, gently asked her, "Are you hungry?"

Rebecca Quentin nodded.

Howard Geoffrey said, "I made your favorite curry steak, you’ll surely have a good appetite."

Rebecca Quentin suddenly raised her clear eyes, somewhat disbelieving, "You made it?"

"Yes."

"Wow..."