Read The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband is a Billionaire Chapter 144
Ethan bent forward, grabbed Janet‘s chin, and swept his tongue across her lips, restraining his urge to kiss her passionately. He nibbled at her bottom lip, gently bit it, and stepped back.
He didn’t try deepening the kiss. Janet hadn‘t finished her work yet.
“Eat your dinner first. How many drawings do you have to finish?” Ethan wiped her soft, pink lips, letting his finger linger a little longer.
His eyes were dark with lust. He tried his best to stop himself from taking Janet to bed.
In a daze, Janet looked at the screen and counted. “Well, three more designs left. And I have to color a few drawings. It will take several hours.”
“All right, hurry up so that you don‘t have to stay up all night.” Ethan ruffled her hair, stood up, and turned on all the lights in her room.
Then, he walked to the wooden table and picked up the bowl of noodles that had turned cold. He looked down at Janet and raised his chin, motioning at the meat b***s. “Finish your dinner. I‘ll check it later. The bowl should be empty.”
Just as he walked toward the door, he stopped for a moment and cast a sidelong glance at her. “Well, I‘m home tonight. If you need any help, just call me.”
“Got it.” Janet nodded, biting her pencil. An involuntary smile emerged on her face. She looked up and saw Ethan‘s back. Her heart fluttered at the mere sight of him.
The chalky full moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight flooded into the house like a stream. The trees swayed with the breeze, and Janet could hear the sounds of cars running in the distance from time to time.
After dinner, Janet seemed brisker and active. She finally finished all her designs before midnight.
After saving the last drawing, she threw the pencil down, sprang to her feet, and ran out of the room excitedly. “I‘m back again!”
A football match was playing on the TV. Ethan was leaning back on the sofa, sipping on his beer. He glanced at her and said, “Miss Lind, please look at the dark circles under your eyes. Don‘t you want to sleep?”
Janet had been stressed all day, and now she finally felt relaxed. She jumped to Ethan and grinned excitedly. “I‘m very happy now. How can I fall asleep?”
“Well, do you want me to take you downstairs to set off firecrackers to celebrate a bit?” Resting his hand on her leg, Ethan took a sip of beer, looked at her, and smiled.
Janet jumped up on the sofa and began dancing around. “I‘m not going. What if someone protests? I‘m just going to celebrate at home.” She waved her hands happily. Ethan was amused to watch her jump up and down on the sofa.
Suddenly, Janet wrapped her arms around his neck from behind and pressed herself against his chiseled back.
“Thank you, Ethan,” she whispered, resting her chin on his shoulder. The tenderness and passion were evident in her voice.
Ethan’s body stiffened under her touch. He wrapped his arms around her waist and carried her in his arms.
He gritted his teeth and kissed her temple. “Are you seducing me?”
Ethan could feel his raging hormones. Janet‘s one innocent touch seemed to turn him on.
“I‘m not…” Embarrassed, Janet blushed and squirmed around. Just as she moved, she felt his e******n rub against her bum.
Ethan continued to kiss her face. He peppered little kisses on her cheeks, trailing toward her mouth. As soon as his lips pressed against hers, he finally pried her mouth open and s****d her tongue.
Janet moaned in pleasure. Her face turned beet red as she couldn‘t take it anymore. Ethan pinned Janet onto the sofa and gently nibbled on her earlobe. Then, he gently squeezed her buttocks in reprimand. “You‘ve been a very bad girl!”
Janet glared at him. “No, you‘re bad!”
“Okay, okay. I was just kidding.” Ethan chuckled and got up. “If you can‘t sleep, let’s watch the game together,” he offered, picking up the remote from the table.
The night breeze gently blew through the window, and the moon hid behind the clouds.
Janet rested against Ethan‘s arms and watched TV. Minutes later, her eyes grew heavy; she yawned and drifted off to a peaceful sleep.
Noticing Janet‘s steady breathing, Ethan turned off the TV, kissed her forehead, and carried her to her bedroom