Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 711

Wiona’s hands, pressed to Conrad’s shoulders, felt almost burning hot.

She stumbled over her words, nervous and flustered. “Wh-what are you talking about?”

“It’s not what you think!”

“I just… I felt stuffed, so I wanted to swim a bit. Just to work it off, you know.”

“Conrad, don’t get any weird ideas…”

Before she could finish, he pulled her close, his hand at the back of her head, and kissed her as if he couldn't hold back any longer.

He only let her go when she was breathless, her cheeks flushed.

“Do you want to go back to the room?”

His voice was barely more than a whisper, soft as a feather brushing her ear.

A shiver ran through her.

She wasn’t drunk, but her whole body felt weak, like her bones had melted away. Even her fingertips tingled.

Wiona shook her head, biting her lip as a shy, teasing smile touched her face, her eyes bright with a nervous blush. “No… I want to swim a little longer…”

A tiny gasp slipped from her lips.

Conrad’s fingers were already toying with the string at the back of her swimsuit. With a single tug, the knot came undone, the strap slipping loose.

Wiona’s back went stiff.

She let out a soft, panicked sound, freezing in place. Any sudden move, and she’d be completely exposed.

She met Conrad’s eyes, and the look he gave her—confident, a little triumphant, and definitely amused—made her heart skip a beat.

Her voice trembled, barely above a whisper. “You did that on purpose!”

Conrad just smirked. “Didn’t you?”

“Be good.”

“If you want to swim, we can always take a break. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Don’t make me wait too long.”

“I can’t help it… I want you so much…”

“Wiona, come here.”

His breath skimmed over her neck, carrying that warm, woody scent that was uniquely his, the kind that made her heart race.

Wiona’s lashes fluttered, her body instinctively pressing back, but he held her tight, arms locked around her in the cool water. There was nowhere to run.

His hands stayed on her waist, steady and sure, not moving, but the effect was enough to send her mind spinning.

“Conrad…”

Her voice was soft, almost a sigh, as she reached up to hold his face.

“I’m a little scared.”

She wasn’t nearly as bold as she pretended. Even though she’d already had a baby, she actually had no real experience. The truth was, she’d been stalling all night because she was nervous—maybe even scared.

But saying it out loud made her feel a little braver, though her breath still came quick and she couldn’t imagine what might happen next.

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