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His Drama Queen novel Chapter 27

Summary for Chapter 27: His Drama Queen

Chapter summary: Chapter 27 from the book His Drama Queen by LencySlamet

Discover the most important events of Chapter 27, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel His Drama Queen. With the engaging writing of LencySlamet, this Internet masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.

He suddenly stop and broke off the kiss. "Do you want this?" He asked, staring down at me.

I know that he wasn't referring to the kiss only. He was referring to something much more. He was referring to the bigger picture.

And did I want it?

I just smiled at his question and started to unbutton his shirt. My head was filled of crazy thoughts. Half of them horny thoughts while the others were like, "What the hell am I doing?"

Before I could even think, he stood only in his boxers in front of me. The mischievous glint in my eyes was a cue for him to carry me to the bed. His arms wrap around my back and in one gentle pull our skin touches.

He looked at me again. "Are you sure sure sure?"

I let out a deep breath and kissed him softly on his lips. "I have never been more sure sure sure." I said after I pulled away.

He smiled at me and placed me back on the bed. "Good, because I'm about to fuck you to heaven and back."

I groaned at his choice of words. "Show me what you got, Gray." I smiled coyly at him as I removed my bra.

Ethan eyes darkened before he grabbed my hands and put them above my head. "Keep it there or I will have to use handcuffs."

Kinky. I love it.

He placed kisses all over my body and pinched my nipples. I let out a soft whimper. His hand made its way downwards and I feel my back arch in anticipation, knowing where his fingers will soon reach.

My head rocks back against the soft pillow as he does, the first moan of the night escaping my lips.

Nicole Vargas

I woke up to the steady patter of rain upon the bedroom window. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand to check the time and my eyes instantly widened. I had only two hours to get ready for my meeting with Rose. Shit, Shit, Shit !

I put my phone back on the nightstand and turned around to look at Ethan who was sleeping peacefully next to me. His hand draped casually around my waist and his legs were tangled with mine under the sheets.

It has been a week since we returned from Dubai. A week full of love making, anywhere, twenty four seven. It's like the guy doesn't get tired. But then again, I'm not complaining either. The smile on my face hasn't left one time for the past week.

I slowly tried to get out of bed without waking him up, but instead he drew me closer to him. "Ethan..." I groaned softly. "I need to get ready for the meeting."

"Mmh." Was his response, his eyes still close.

"Let me go." I squeaked as he pulled me closer, burying his face in the valley of my boobs. "No morning sex today."

His eyes immediately fluttered open. "Princess..." He whispered softly as he drew circles on my bare stomach with his finger. "Why not?"

"I will be late to the meeting." I answered as I went with my hand through his messy hair. It was so soft and warm from the sleep.

"The meeting is important than my health?"

"So cocky." I muttered silently as I went into the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for the meeting with Rose.

An hour had passed by when I was finally ready. I decided to go with a pair of grey pants and a black long sleeve bodysuit. It was a rainy day, so I didn't really bother to do my makeup. Instead I braided my hair to the side and put on my glasses.

Work mode on.

When I walked downstairs, the delicious smell of food made my stomach grumble. I entered the kitchen and Ethan was there making breakfast, only in his boxers.

"What if the oil splashes on you?" I sat down on the kitchen island, waiting for him to turn around and answer me.

"Where do you see oil, princess?" He chuckled amusingly and turned around with two plates in his hands. "Even with four eyes you can't tell the difference between water and oil."

I glared at him and he just laughed and kissed me on my lips. "I made you an omelette."

"In a plastic bag? In water?"

He nodded his head. "Yup, just dump everything in it and voila."

He gave me a fork and I immediately tasted it. "Mmh, it's so good." I closed my eyes, trying to enjoy this blissful moment.

"Better than morning sex?" he asked teasingly.

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