My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 307

Chapter 307: I Cannot Wait Any Longer (2) **
‘So, this is the time?’ Bella tightened her arms around his neck.

“I don’t mind. I feel the same way you do. To hell with your honeymoon plans! Why should we wait? We are married and love each other,” she said confidently.

Tristan’s smile softened. He placed her on the soft bed, his eyes never leaving her beautiful, blushing face. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he started unbuttoning her blouse from the second button; the lower the button opened, the more exposed her skin became.

He could never get enough of seeing her beautiful naked body like this, staring at her silently, satisfying his eyes.

The room grew more tense. Their breath becomes more tense. No one spoke; they only looked at each other as if conversing through their loving gaze.

Without Bella realizing it, Tristan undressed her clothes while keeping his eyes locked on hers; Bella’s blouse and pants were now on the floor. All that was left was her lace maroon bra and underwear covering her smooth, clear, flawless body.

“You look beautiful, Bella, my love. I cannot feel this way with any other woman but you. So, it’s been too long—” He satisfied his eyes, looking at her from head to toe with gladness and gratefulness.

The feeling he thought had gone turned out always inside him. But it’s only for Bella—the only woman who stays in his heart.

Bella felt her cheeks warm.

“Tr-Tristan, can you please cover me with the blanket? I feel cold,” she said, biting her lower lip, embarrassed by his staring at her.

“Hahaha. Oh dear, I was being selfish, but I can’t help it. My wife is so cute.” Tristan laughed out loud when he saw his wife covering her face with her palms.

He took a blanket from the end of the bed and covered her body up to her neck.

When he saw her finally not hiding her beautiful blushing face, he slowly stood by the bed, his gaze still on her.

His hands slowly began to unbutton his black slim-fit shirt from his chest to the last button, revealing his firm and ridiculous perfect abs.

Bella silently gulped, seeing his firm chest now exposed. She lowered her gaze to his perfect stomach, her mind becoming chaotic again, feeling an urge to touch him.

Before she could calm her mind, her heartbeat felt like there was a storm there when she noticed the big bulge under his black boxers as he took off his pants. She turned her gaze away from his lower abdomen.

“My Love, don’t turn away your gaze from me,” Tristan said.

She ignores him.

However, Bella could not help but feel overexcited when he climbed onto the bed and joined her under the blanket. Her breath quickened, her body heat slowly rose, and her heartbeat resembled a war drum.

“You look beautiful. I’m sorry if I can’t resist devouring you now, my love,” he said, his head moving closer to hers.

Bella gasped when she felt his hand touch her stomach and slowly rise to her breast. She looked at him, his face getting closer to hers. Her blood rushed as his warm breath brushed her face with every breath, and his lips covered her slightly open mouth.

This time, the kiss felt even more passionate than their previous kiss. They could no longer hold back.

Tristan devoured Bella’s lips as gently as he could. And then he slowly thrust his tongue toward Bella’s. The touch of his lips and tongue on the sensitive parts around her mouth and lips were overwhelming her. Her slight moans were soft and plenty, making Tristan kiss her and caress her lips and tongue even more deeply.

His hand slowly moved toward Bella’s back and gently removed her bra, and Bella’s eyelashes fluttered.

She opened her eyes and looked at Tristan, feeling embarrassed. This was the first time they had made out with the lights on, and she could see his face very clearly.

“I love you—” Tristan whispered.

Before Bella could say anything, she felt her body stiffen again as his finger slowly moved and explored her breasts. His hand squeezing and massaging her breast gently. The sensation made her nipples hard and the skin around her breast warmer.

She slowly closed her eyes while enjoying every time his hand gently brushed and twisted her hard nipples, trying hard and failing not to make any sounds.

“Oh, My Love, your nipples are erect. Are you feeling what I’m feeling now?”

When he saw her close her eyes tightly, he smiled as he lowered his head and started kissing, licking, and sucking every inch of the skin on her breasts and nipples.

Loader moans began to escape her lips, making Tristan even more excited; he intensely kissed and sucked her nipples and breast to make her feel overwhelming pleasure.

“T-Tristan oooh… oooh… Tristan, I…Tristan aaa… Uumhh—” Was all that could escape Bella’s lips every time he sucked on her breasts and nipples harder without losing his gentleness, moans becoming more frequent.

“Darling Wife, you already damp down there…” he said seductively as he put his other hand around and inside her panties, starting to rub the most intimate part between her legs.

And with every move from his hand on Bella’s most intimate part, she moans even harder.

Bella felt embarrassed, but she let him. She enjoyed every time she placed her finger on her bottom lip, teasing every nerve in his mind. As his fingers began to enter her most intimate part, her orgasm was inevitable. Every time he released hers, she felt her body arch and her blood rush.

“Tristan… Please, I want you…” She shouted between her countless climaxes after he teased her for a few more minutes.

She climaxes so many times only with his fingers, causing her to want more. She can no longer hold herself back; she wants Tristan to be one with her and enter her.

But every time she asked him to put his little brother inside her, he held back. He continued to help her orgasm a few more times, just fucking her with his fingers and playing with her breasts.

After a few minutes, she felt impatient.

“Tristan, stop fingering me. I want you to fuck me!! I want that big thing under your boxers!” Bella said amidst her moans, as he was still fucking her with his fingers.

She wanted more.

“What did you say?” Tristan was shocked to hear her words. He slowly withdrew his fingers from hers and then looked at her eyes. He was amused, seeing her expression become sultrier than before. “Say it again?” and joy arose in him, hearing how naughty his wife was.

Bella blinked several times when she saw him climb on her body, and his face was now an inch from hers.

“Say it again. I want to hear you say earlier—”

She silently wetted her throat before saying, “Damn it! Tristan Sinclair… I want you to FUCK ME! With your hard dick, not with your fingers!”

“As you wish, my beautiful wife—” Tristan could no longer hold back his lust. He decided to end his stupid plan of waiting for their honeymoon before consuming her again.