CEO’s Romantic Affair

On top of the diamond, two rounds of thin platinum were entangled with a circle of small white diamonds, making the pendant crystal clear and glowing in the room.

Paired with the pendant were purple diamond earrings and a delicate ring.

It was this set of jewels that Helen first took a fancy to before she asked Densche to make a dress according to them.

In this way, the jewelry and the dress were really a perfect match. Cathryn could already foresee how beautiful this combination would be.

Cathryn was in full admiration of Helen’s vision now. She figured that Keith must have inherited a lot from her. But being a sophisticated lady in her 50s, Helen obviously had an even sharper aesthetics than Keith.

The shoes had already been delivered to the house, also Helen’s pick. While the jewelry and clothing were purple, she picked a white satin 3-inch heel decorated with diamonds.

As she was telling Cathryn about it in the car, Cathryn could already imagine everything. She didn’t need to fit in those to know how perfect this set was going to be.

It was noon now, and Cathryn had been missing Briston in her heart, and also, they needed to leave the couture in the house, so they returned home.

Briston was still tasting his fists. He was similar in character to Keith, always calm and almost never cried.

Seeing his mother again after a whole morning, Briston was emotional and making his noise.

After a morning dealing business for his uncle, Keith was tired and began to worry for his fiancée. He refused his uncle’s lunch invitation and asked the driver to send him home.

He had been worried that Cathryn may not fit into this family and that she may be too shy and feel uncomfortable with them.

But when he rushed to his suite and saw Cathryn holding the boy and whispering a lullaby, he felt much reassured.

He was protecting Cathryn too much that he had forgotten that this woman was actually very strong, strong enough even to protect him.

Helen was sitting next to her, waiting patiently for Briston to sleep. She saw Keith earlier than Cathryn and smiled at her son: he was still in the hunting suit, looking like an American cowboy.

“My dear, why don’t you go and change your clothes first.”

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Cathryn looked up and saw the man, tall, handsome, and energetic, and she couldn’t look away. His diary suddenly came back to her mind, and Cathryn’s eyes shattered, and she stood up to hand the sleeping Briston to the nanny. She went to take Keith’s hand as he was walking out, “I will help you change. Helen, could you please wait for me?”

The young couple had something to talk about. Helen was bright enough to see that. She went to check on her grandson, waking up a bit, dissatisfied with his mother’s leave.

Seeing the natural interaction between Cathryn and his mother, Keith relaxed a lot. They closed the bedroom door, and he pulled open his belt, ready to take them off while asking, “How was the dress?”

As soon as his voice fell, Cathryn held his neck and kissed him on the lips.

Keith’s eyes widened with all the surprise. But the next moment, he picked up his dominance, clinging to Cathryn’s slender waist, lifting his thick arms, and pressed her on the bed.

Nearly a year’s waiting had made them both thirsty, like grass in the desert eager for water.

Their lips were entwined, and their tongues were stirring like crazy, full of desire. They soon began gasping from the excitement of each other’s taste, the collided teeth. The heartbeats, the long endured emotions, were finally about to explode.

Keith’s kiss was very fierce, different from his personality. He was in all dominance, with his tongue exploring, attacking, and devouring every bit of her because he had waited and suppressed in desperation for so long, ready to release and take his favorite piece of dessert, which he had wanted for half a lifetime.

Cathryn was breathless and couldn’t breathe. She had wet it all underneath when she quivered as her legs were opened by Keith.

His hand had penetrated the hem of her dress, crawling up through her smooth skin and grabbing those two tender hills. But Cathryn bit Keith’s tongue at the last moment, gently, but enough to pull them both back to reality.

Keith stopped in action and stared down at her. His blue pupils, which used to look at her like the tranquil blue sea, were now rolling in love and desire, like the waves in a storm.

“Helen and I are going to Elaine’s house.” Cathryn managed to say. Her eyes were full of unsettled love and desire, too, but it was soft, lazy, and, although less enthusiastic, incredibly addictive.

Keith got the meaning and buried his head on her neck with a deep breath.

“You seduced me.”

Cathryn didn’t think so. She kissed him on the neck and said, “I just love you too much and wanted to kiss you.”

The man in her arms shook himself as he laughed. He looked up again, and the storm in his eyes was gone. If it wasn’t for that hot stick still poking her thigh, Cathryn almost couldn’t believe she had a dream.

“Wait for me to come back,” She raised her head and kissed his lips.

The kiss this time was very soft, and they were patient and sweet.

Keith got up and pulled Cathryn up too. He cuddled her to the dressing table, put her dress back, and tied up her hair again.

Cathryn looked amazingly in the mirror that he had the same movements as his mother. “You are really versatile, aren’t you?”

Keith answered, “I used to do my mom’s hair.”

She got up, hooked on Keith’s neck and kissed him again, unwilling to go, and finally smiled and patted his cheek, “Wait for me to come back.”

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She suddenly understood her, to look and blushed her face as she explained, “I just wanted to help him change.”

Helen nodded and said after two seconds: “Yeah, I thought he wouldn’t have taken this short.”

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