The Billionaire's Rental Wife Is A Hot Shot

Another... Round? Evelyn wondered, her expression clear enough to convey to him what she was thinking. The logical side of her mind screamed "No," but the devil in the corner screamed ’Yes’. It even flashed ideas of new positions they could try and sent hot signals between her thighs, responding that she was ready.

"Alright... But B-be gentle..." Evelyn murmured, lowering her eyes. Her cheeks blushed red at her own words, and she cursed herself for surrendering so easily. She could even barely lift a finger but here she was desiring more for him again.

Zevian left out a small chuckle, making her look up at him in confusion. He had only decided to play along, a little curious what she would do though he had no plans of crossing the limits of her body. She had to go tomorrow to work too.

Evelyn realized that her shameless husband was only teasing her. She felt her cheeks turn even a deeper shade of red and she hit his chest, causing him to laugh again. She almost prepared herself for another round!

Zevian stopped laughing and lifting her chin, he forced her to look up at him. With a smile, he bent forward and gave a sweet kiss to her lips. The moment was too cute to not reward her for well for it.

Slowly taking himself out of her, Zevian sat up and added with a smile, "Let’s get us cleaned."

Evelyn had no energy to even sit up from the bed and wanted to refuse the idea. But Zevian suddenly stood up, giving a clear view of his magnificent body. He bent to carry her in his arms and walked toward the bathroom.

Gently placing her in the large, round bathtub, he turned on the water and went to get their stuff for them. The warm water slowly covered Evelyn’s body, her muscles relaxing in response and she leaned back, resting her head on the edge of the tub. And before Zevian returned, she was already asleep, he hands hugging herself.

Zevian smiled and got into the water. He soaked the loofah and carefully removing her hands, he started to wipe her body clean. Evelyn had no strength to even blush at his actions and she allowed him to do whatever he wanted. But when his hands moved up her leg, reaching to clean her between her thighs, Evelyn stirred open from her sleep.

Zevian paused and looked up to find her staring at him, her eyes half-open but cheeks slightly flushed with heat. A small smirk lifted his face and the invisible horns on his head reappeared again. Slowly, his left hand spread her thigh, his right hand reaching to cup her aching bud. His fingers trailed on the edges of her folds before they paused at her entrance, before gliding back up toward her hood.

Evelyn squinted her eyes as he looked at her, the light lift of his lips clearly betraying to hide his evil intentions. He moved his finger again, rubbing dangerously close to her entrance that Evelyn squirmed in response, her hands clutching onto the bathtub.

"Ian!!" She grumbled again as it became unbearable, her toes curling up at his teasing.

Zevian laughed out loud and murmured, "Alright. I will stop." He retracted back his hand, using the loofah to clean her down there. If he continued his little play, he knew he wouldn’t be able to control himself. They still had there rest of their lives to explore, he mused in his head, smiling as Evelyn stared at him, warning him to stop.

Once he was done, completing his job to perfection, he quickly cleaned himself. Evelyn who was already fast asleep, moved closer and snuggled on his shoulder. Zevian hugged her waist and pulled her closer to him, his head resting on the edge of the bathtub. They both stayed in the waters, hugging each other for a while before he realized she would catch a cold.

Gently picking up her in his arms, Zevian climbed out of the bathtub and walked to the dressing room. He covered himself in a bathrobe and moved to her, wiping her dry before slipping her into a loose nightdress that was hanging on the dryer stand. Once he was done, Zevian then lifted her in his arms and walked out.

Laying her on the bed, he covered her under the blanket, tucking her properly. Turning off the AC and closing the balcony door, he went inside the dressing to get himself dressed. Evelyn stirred in her sleep, a pout forming her lips as she felt they weren’t close anymore. She opened her eyes to see him dragging his suitcase into the room, and heaving a small disappointed sigh, she clung to the blanket and drifted off to sleep.

A few minutes later, Zevian returned and smiled to see her sleeping peacefully. He climbed into the bed and laid beside her, before pulling her close to him.

A small smile tugged Evelyn’s lips and she moved closer to him, her hand wrapping around his waist tightly. She had missed this so much! Cuddling and sleeping next to him. Clinging closer to him, she snuggled against his chest, the small smile never leaving her face.

Zevian patted her head gently, coaxing her into sleep. He kissed the top of her head and wrapped his arm around her waist. Only he knew how hard it was to hold himself for the past week from flying here since she was on her period. He was sure he wouldn’t be able to control himself and impatiently waited, each day torture to him.

"Ian..." Evelyn stirred in her sleep.

"Hmm?" Zevian hummed back in response, his hand stroking her hair.

Evelyn looked up at him and met his gaze, they stared at each other for a brief second. With a smile, she confessed, "I love you."

A warm smile spread across Zevian’s face, his heart swelling in response. Pecking her lips, he replied, "I love you too, Eva."

Both embraced each other tightly again. They closed their eyes and slowly drifted into a deep slumber, unaware of the storm that had already started brewing back in Vespera city, their home.