Trapped pregnant with a Billionaire child

Marco then approached, seeing Letta now turning her face away.NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

“Why?” Marco asked, making Letta not even glance at him.

“It’s nothing, I think I’ll just go to bed directly,” Letta said, but her steps halted when Marco immediately blocked her and pulled her in gently. This caused her to fall into Marco’s embrace. It made her eyes widen when her hands touched his broad chest, which was now clearly visible in front of her, still cool. It made Letta look up at Marco, who was looking at her with a questioning gaze.

“Why?” Marco asked softly, making Letta shake her head again.

“Did you take a cold shower?” Letta asked, realizing how cold Marco’s skin felt when it touched hers.

“Yes, I usually take cold showers,” Marco said, making Letta find it hard to swallow her own saliva. It felt difficult to just look at Marco, who continued to stare at her intently, before Letta finally pushed Marco’s body slightly.

“Oh, no wonder you refused me to prepare warm water earlier,” Letta said, making Marco instead pull Letta’s waist closer, causing Letta to immediately grasp the bathrobe Marco was still wearing.

“You’re blushing?” Marco asked, causing Letta to widen her eyes again. When Marco was about to touch her face, Letta unconsciously quickly pushed his hand away, halting Marco’s smile.

“No, forgive me. I mean, I’m fine,” Letta said, making Marco look at his wife with a puzzled expression. Marco could see how Letta’s face appeared flushed, as she resisted returning Marco’s intense gaze.

“I’m fine, it’s just that I don’t know why my body temperature has risen a bit,” Letta finally answered, making Marco tug at the corner of his lips.

“Why would that be?” Marco asked, leaning in closer, making Letta only blink her eyes. It seemed her husband had noticed her strange behavior, evident from the smile he gave, especially as Marco began to bring his face closer. Letta could only grip tightly onto the bathrobe that Marco was wearing.

“Your body temperature feels warm too,” Marco said right beside Letta’s face, making Letta only widen her eyes. Marco’s breath brushed against the nape of her neck, especially now as Marco blatantly inhaled the scent of her body at the nape of her neck, making Letta only close her eyes.

“No, well, I think I’m feeling too warm,” Letta replied, even though a few moments ago Marco had clearly stated that the temperature outside was very cold.

“It seems like the room temperature is a bit warmer. I’ll lower it,” Letta said, intending to push Marco back, but Marco instead prevented her.

“The room temperature in our bedroom is fine,” Marco said firmly, making Letta just fall silent.

Marco’s smile broadened as he said, “The only thing that’s a little problematic is your body temperature,” and the next moment, Letta could no longer evade when her husband suddenly brought his face closer. Letta could only close her eyes as their distance diminished. Especially in the next moment, Letta could feel how their lips touched each other, making Letta grip even tighter onto the bathrobe that Marco was wearing. Particularly as Marco started moving his lips, the sensation of his cold lips merging with her warm ones, making Letta pull Marco even closer.

Somehow, after a while, her mind began to fill with dirty thoughts, and it was only Marco teasing her like this that made Letta feel like she was burning. Could this be the influence of the hormones she had while being pregnant, Letta wondered. It seemed that Marco also sensed the change, as Letta immediately responded to the kiss he gave, almost as if she was in a hurry to reciprocate, making Marco follow Letta’s lead. Marco pulled her waist closer, making Letta even step on his foot as Marco leaned his body in, narrowing the gap between them.

Marco then gently caressed Letta’s back, making Letta move her lips even more. Until finally, Marco was about to untangle their lips, but a sigh was heard clearly in Marco’s ear, making him open his eyes and look at Letta in front of him, still with her eyes closed, as if Letta was reluctant for their lip lock to be broken, making Marco smile during their kiss. Marco finally kissed her again, slipping his tongue between Letta’s parted lips, feeling the warmth of his wife’s oral cavity, and there Marco could feel that Letta was increasingly swayed by their game. Marco could feel how Letta’s body temperature was rising. Was it just because he had just finished showering with cold water, or was it that his wife’s body temperature always felt warm like this, making Marco finally let go of their embrace.

“Are you sure you’re not running a fever?” Marco asked, making Letta immediately look at him with an annoyed expression.

“I told you, I’m fine. What could possibly be the reason for my body temperature being like this tonight?” Letta said, slightly averting her gaze from Marco. Letta didn’t want to make it too obvious that she was at a stage where she desired something, as if she longed for something that Marco did to her, making Marco finally reach out his hand and making Letta meet his gaze again.

“If you feel something, just tell me. Never hold it back,” Marco said, making Letta go silent.

“Whatever I feel?” Letta asked, making Marco nod.

“Yes, whatever you feel, whether it’s your body feeling sore or something you sense. Never hide it from me,” Marco said, again making Letta feel more confused, causing Letta to finally bite her lower lip hard. Letta didn’t want it to be too obvious that she wanted something within her at the moment, and it seemed that Letta’s demeanor was starting to show, making Marco stroke the corner of his lips.

“Why, I really don’t like it when you bite your lip like that. What if your lip gets hurt?” Marco said, making Letta finally release her bite, then fall silent for a moment, with Marco continuing to gaze into their eyes.

“I feel my body temperature rising, but I don’t have a fever,” Letta said hesitantly, making Marco still gaze at her while listening to every word Letta uttered at a close distance. Even the warm gust of air from his wife’s breath was felt distinctly by Marco.

“I don’t know what the cause is. It just happened suddenly like that,” Letta said, of course making Marco aware of what his wife was experiencing. Until finally, Marco reached out, touching Letta’s neck, making Letta flinch slightly as something unfamiliar now tickled her whole body.

“Yes, your body temperature is slightly high right now. What if I touch you like this, will your body temperature increase even more?” Marco asked, moving his thumb to gently caress Letta’s neck, making Letta nod weakly.

“Yes, it seems so. I also feel something tickling now,” Letta said, making Marco smile as he brought his face closer to Letta’s.

“That means I have to do something to you to make your body temperature return to normal,” Marco whispered, making Letta go silent. Letta didn’t know what exactly Marco was going to do to her, but she kept looking into her husband’s eyes, which gazed at her with tenderness.

“May I do it?” Marco asked, again making Letta not even respond. Letta just nodded her head as Marco moved closer to the nape of her neck, his fingers still caressing her gently. Marco began to inhale Letta’s body scent, making Letta close her eyes.