Trapped I can't escape from the Billionaire

Letta didn't know what her husband was discussing with Pedro earlier, but now she was stalling for time. Initially, she was only going to ask for one kiss, but now Marco was trailing kisses along her skin as if he didn't want to move at all. Letta finally pushed Marco's body, and their embrace unravelled.

"Pedro will keep waiting for us even longer. I haven't even dressed yet," Letta said, making Marco shake his head.

"It's okay. He's used to waiting. Don't worry about Pedro. What my wife should be thinking about is how to prevent her husband from teasing her again today," Marco said, once again making Letta shake her head.

"What am I supposed to do then?" Letta asked, making Marco look at her with a satisfied gaze.

"I want you to play around with me," Marco said, making Letta shake her head.

"I don't know how. I don't understand the kind of 'playing around' that's in your mind right now. So don't ask for anything strange," Letta said, making Marco just smile.

"It's not about my mind. I'm asking you to play around in your own way. It seems like it would be a lot of fun," Marco said, making Letta disagree again. Of course, she wasn't very experienced in such matters, unlike her husband who seemed adept at everything, including teasing like this.

"No, I can't. It's better to wait for me now and let me get dressed," Letta said, about to turn around, but Marco immediately hugged her from behind. Letta could now see their reflection in the large mirror in front of her, showing the entire contents of the room, including herself and Marco.

"Look at your face now, it's even flushed. Do you really not want us to play around for a bit?" Marco said behind Letta's ear, making Letta just close her eyes.

"Then do it quickly," Letta said. After that, she pouted her lips, making Marco smile, gazing at his wife's reflection in the large mirror.

"Wow, it turns out my wife is actually very enthusiastic. So why is she pretending to be shy like that, with her blushing face looking even more adorable?" Marco said, again making Letta want to open her mouth, but she held back. That wasn't her intention, but Marco always teased her by prolonging their time like this.

"Well then, if you don't want to play around with your version, I'll play around with my own version. How about that?" Marco asked, looking at Letta who could only stare at herself without saying anything. Marco continued to trail kisses along his wife's neck as he slowly pulled the bathrobe covering Letta's innocent body.

"Let's move to another place. I can't stand in front of the mirror like this," Letta said, making Marco shake his head.

"That's actually what I want to do. I want to play around with you, to see how I do it," Marco replied, making Letta widen her eyes.

"That's certainly not a problem. Do you want to see my face really flushed?" Letta asked, making Marco just nod.

"Yes, that's a great idea. You look so beautiful with your face all flushed like that. It makes me even more excited," Marco said, making Letta feel like she couldn't change her husband's mind. Marco slowly untied the bathrobe, removing it from Letta's body. Letta just closed her eyes as she felt the bathrobe completely slumped on the floor, making Marco look satisfied as he gazed at Letta's body now clearly displayed in front of the large mirror.

"Look, you look beautiful," Marco said when he saw Letta just closing her eyes.

"That's not the point. Clearly, I'm embarrassed. I don't care whether I'm beautiful or not," Letta said, making Marco fall silent.

"It's okay, after all, only I can see it," Marco said again, trying to persuade Letta. Letta finally slowly began to open her eyes and immediately saw her body clearly displayed in front of the large mirror, with Marco continuously embracing her rounded stomach.

"Right, isn't it? You look so enchanting," Marco said, making Letta fall silent. Marco then caressed Letta gently.

"It's growing bigger," Marco said, making Letta nod her head.

"Yes, day by day, it's becoming more active too. I can't wait to meet him," Letta said, making Marco nod his head.

"Yes, in a few months, we will welcome his birth," Marco said as he kissed Letta's shoulder slowly. Marco then pulled Letta's long hair that covered her back, guiding it to the side, making her back clearly visible. Marco slowly played with his fingers on his wife's back, giving sweet kisses. Letta once again tried to calm her increasingly rapid breath. She could already feel the small tingles created by Marco, and Marco had now begun the intended play.

Marco then embraced Letta from behind, playing with both sides that looked large and firm.

"Letta, look at yourself," whispered Marco, causing Letta to see how Marco was teasing both sides sensitively, causing her face to flush even more. But it wasn't just that which made Letta close her eyes again, as Marco continued to touch her gently. Eventually, Letta couldn't help but let out a sudden moan amidst Marco's play, causing her to bite her lower lip again, but Marco immediately touched the corner of Letta's lip.

"I want you to do what I just heard. You don't need to hold back and never bite your lower lip like this," Marco said, making Letta moan again as Marco traced her body. One of his hands still remained on both her sensitive sides, and another hand now caressed her thigh. Letta was forced to see how her husband touched every inch of her skin, until Letta widened her eyes when Marco reached her sensitive core.

"Just like this, you're already so wet," Marco said, allowing Letta to feel his fingers playing with her core, while she continued to moan sweetly as Marco began to do what he wanted. Letta could feel her strong heartbeat pounding rapidly, her breath growing heavy, and her body temperature rising. She had just finished cleaning herself, but that had quickly changed. Marco released his fingers, then showed them to Letta, displaying the fluid now present on his fingers. "Soaked inside there," Marco said, as Letta reached for Marco's wrist, but he pulled it away. "You'll clean it up, won't you?" Marco asked, and Letta nodded.

"Of course. Then, what should I do?" Letta asked again. The next moment, Letta truly fell silent as Marco directed his fingers towards her mouth, teasing it playfully, causing Letta to immediately turn to look at her husband.

"Tastes sweet," Marco said, winking with one eye, and after that, Marco immediately pulled Letta into his embrace, pressing their lips together again. Letta could feel the fluid that her husband had just tasted. The temperature between them had changed, the kiss they shared was starting to feel demanding. Letta could feel her tongue slipping through her lips, entering her mouth, entwining with each other. Letta could only grip the clothes Marco was wearing, feeling how Marco began to explore every inch of her skin.