An Unbreakable Addiction

Chapter 0012

Hunter was completely captivated by the sound of Mia's soft moans. His hands tightened around her waist, pulling her even closer, as if he wanted to fuse her body with his. The tension between them thickened.

"Mia, I know you want me too. Come on, say it... call me 'hubby," he murmured, his voice low and teasing.

After being married for three years, the couple would engage in sexual activity almost every other day. He knew every inch of her body, knew exactly how to set her on fire and how to make her beg for more. It had become second nature to him to get her worked up in no time, leaving her trembling and eager for him.

They had gone two days without each other, and now, with her soft body pressed up against his, he could feel the need between them burning hotter by the second. He wasn't about to let this moment slip by.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Hunter had never done it outdoors before, but now he was eager to try.

Mia bit her lip, desperately trying to suppress any embarrassing sounds that might slip out. On the surface, Hunter was always cold and composed, but in bed, he had a teasing habit of deliberately holding back, never letting her fully reach satisfaction until she called him hubby."

When they were alone at home, they could do whatever they wanted. But this was the garden at the estate.

Even if no staff came by, what if she was too loud and someone overheard? How embarrassing would that be?

Hunter was already feeling the strain, but he still wanted to push Mia to say it. His fingers teased her sensitive spots as his lips brushed against her ear, whispering softly, "Come on, be good. Call me hubby. "Babe, let me hear you say it," he coaxed.

Right now, all he wanted was to pin the woman in his arms down and ravish her. She was such a tease. As desire surged through her body, Mia couldn't hold back any longer. She let out a soft, breathy, "Hubby..." filled with both pleasure and a hint of shyness. Hunter's gaze darkened with desire. His hand slid under her skirt, lifting it slightly as their intentions became unmistakable.

Mia couldn't resist Hunter's teasing any longer. Her face flushed as she buried herself in his chest, her nose brushing against him, feeling nothing but happiness and warmth.

Maybe she had misunderstood Hunter after all. Perhaps his feelings for Jenna weren't what she had thought.

Maybe it was time to tell him about the pregnancy. After all, he had the right to know as he was the father

of the child.

Upstairs, Jenna stood by the window, watching the two of them in the garden. Her hands clenched tightly at her sides, nails digging into her palms so hard it hurt How could Hunter possibly love Mia?