Flash Marriage He Made My Jaw Drop This doubt had been hovering in Vivienneâs mind for a long time.
She was a beautiful woman, after all, she didnât believe that Damien had no desire at all.
With a beautiful woman in your arms, those who could hold back, either had very good concentration or poor health.
Seeing that Damien didnât speak, Vivienne said anxiously, âWell, um, sorry. I donât mind if there are any problems, now that medical care is developedâ¦â
It was okay if she didnât say this, but she said, so no man could bear it when questioned by his wife like this.
Damien suddenly propped his hands on the bed, threw her down, and jumped on her, with a magnetic voice and a hint of bewitching, âAre you afraid of pain?â
âHuh?â Vivienne couldnât keep up with the rhythm.
âIâll let you know the answer right now with action,â he said.
As he spoke, Damien sealed her lips with a kiss, held Vivienneâs hands above her head, and clasped her fingers tightly.
His movements were very gentle, the temperature in the room rose instantly, and Vivienne was itchy all over her body.
Vivienne was kissed so badly that she seemed to be a little deprived of oxygen, and then he let her go, the tip of their nose touched, and their eyes met.
Vivienneâs heart beat fast, her whole body became hot, even her breathing became a little short, and her chest heaved, which made her more attractiveâ¦
âDamien.â Vivienneâs voice was the deadliest allure.
His fingers ran through her hair, and his voice was hoarse, âVivi, are you sure?â
Meeting his deep eyes, Vivienne nodded, âI want to be your wife.â
Damienâs heart burst into ecstasy, leaning over and biting her earlobe.
Sunlight slowly seeped in through the windows, making the room ambiguous.
At this moment, the two were a real couple.
Immediately, some fragmentary memories flooded into her mind again, stimulating Vivienneâs nerves.
Were those memories dreams or reality?
Vivienne couldnât tell.
An hour later, Damien took a shower in the bathroom, the warm water running down his skin.
Thinking back to just now, he clearly knew that it was not the first time for Vivienne.
In this day and age, Damien didnât expect too much from Vivienne to be a virgin, but Vivienne had clearly said before that she only had one boyfriend, Hendrix, and the maximum extent with him was limited to holding hands.
Damien wiped the water off his face, remembering Hendrixâs words.
Damien felt like a thorn stuck in his throat, he was unable to spit it out or swallow it down.
But he didnât show his emotions on his face.
He came out of the bathroom, and Vivienne sat on the bed, staring at the sheets in a daze.
It was obviously her first time, why didnât she bleed?
Hearing the sound of Damien coming out of the bathroom, Vivienne raised her head and bumped into Damienâs secretive eyes, feeling guilty in her heart, âDamien, Iâ¦â
She wanted to explain but didnât know how to.
It was her first time, and she didnât want to be misunderstood. Hendrix said some nasty things not long ago, what if Damien believed him?
âYou were tired just now, take a good rest at home today.â With a smile on the corner of Damienâs mouth, he walked to the side and kissed her forehead, âStay at home and wait for me to come back from work.â
Damien was a person who didnât even show his emotions, and in those few minutes in the bathroom, he had already found an answer for himself.
He said that no matter what Vivienne was like in the past, now that she was his wife, he would love her.
This promise remained unchanged.
Vivienne was sensitive, she sensed that Damien had something on his mind, and she was too embarrassed to say it because he didnât say it.
âI will.â Vivienne nodded.
Damien went out to work. Vivienne heard the sound of the door closing and stared at the sheets again.
Suddenly, Hendrixâs words rang in her ears. Could it be that she really had another man?
Thinking of this, Vivienne hurriedly called Lainey.