Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

In the mirror, Dylan wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly against his chest.

What made her blush even more was that she found herself submitted and resigned in his arms like water.

He leaned down and gently kissed around her ear and down her neck, whispering, "don't run away as soon as I come."

The heat of his lips and his breathing was stifling and overpowering. Savannah tried to control her nerves with a new subject, "why do you come here tonight?"

"Dad said he wanted to talk to me." He replied distractedly.

"Oh... Then go and talk to your father. Don't keep him waiting." She was sure that the man came straight to her room and had not yet come to old Sterling.

"No hurry." He was displeased when driven away by the little woman.

"Didn't you ask me to go to bed early... I have to take a shower first. Let me go..." She said as she tried to stop his hand from sliding into her nightdress.

"Take a shower? Do you need my help?" He ignored her weak resistance. His hand trailed up from her hip to her waist and up to her breast.

She blushed and refused, writhing slightly in his arms, "no. I can do it myself."

Dylan didn't let her go but held her closer, "did you forget what you promised last time in this room?"

"What...?" She could not concentrate now. Did she promise anything to him here?

"You said 'later'. You were afraid of hurting the baby last time. I've asked the obstetrician, and he said appropriate sex is okay for you. The wound on my head is all right too." He reminded her. His big hand slid down, covering her belly and caressing her lovingly. She had no more excuses this time.

Savannah's heartbeat quickened, and her face flushed again. Was this man thinking about sex all the time? He even went to consult a doctor, especially? Before she had time to reply, Dylan put his hand on her thighs, pushing up her skirt!

"Ah! Dylan --" She let out a cry.

"Miss Schultz, what's up?" asked Emma, who was waiting outside the door.

"Babe, it's not a nice soundproof room, and we're not in Beverly Hills. You're going to be heard from outside when you cry like that..." Dylan smiled in her ear.

Savannah stared at him. Afraid that Emma would burst in, she turned and shouted, "no, nothing..."

Her voice was more like a moan. The man -- on purpose – squeezed her hips when she opened her mouth!

Emma heard Savannah's voice and immediately realized what they were doing. Mr. Sterling was in the room at the moment. Thinking of something, Emma felt embarrassed and shut up.

In the room, Savannah struggled but was easily controlled by him in his arms.

Dylan began to trail feather-light kisses across her jaw, her chin, and the corners of her mouth, and his fingers slid through the fine lace…

Savannah could see that in the mirror, her skirt was tucked up and could hardly cover her naked behind. She swallowed instinctively in shame, and she could feel his erection…

She was completely seduced. She breathed and slightly moaned in his hot arms.

"Babe, did you miss me these days? Do you want me or not? I want you to speak your mind." He whirled her around and stared into her eyes, like a seductive devil. His voice was full of magnetism, soft and charming.

Her mouth opened as she groaned.

Dylan could feel that she was all ready. He was about to carry her to the bed when the door was knocked.

"Sir, old Sterling knows you've come. Please come to his room now." It was Cooper's voice.

"Damn it!" Dylan muttered, "wait a minute!"

Savannah heard Cooper's urging voice and recovered from desire, blushing and pushing him away, "you should go to your father's room first," she said.

"Mr. Sterling, please come at once." Cooper urged again.

Damn! Dylan cursed in a low voice, and the burning fire in him was completely cooled down by the repeated knocking. He took a deep and looked at the little woman on the bed. Her cheek, her naked arms, and legs turned rosy because of him. Walking slowly to her, Dylan leaned over, his voice husky, "Wait for me, honey."

Then he stood straight, took on the suit, and went out.

Savannah breathed a sigh of relief when the door was closed, and the footsteps outside the door disappeared. She flushed again when she remembered what he had said before he left.

What? He'll come back and continue with the unfinished work?

As she was wondering idly, her eyes fell on a black iPhone lying quietly on the bed.

It must have slipped out of his pocket when he took off the suit...

She rubbed her red face and calmed herself down, picked up the phone, and opened the door. She was going to call Emma to take the phone to Dylan, but Emma was nowhere to see outside the room. Maybe she was preparing the nourishing soup in the kitchen. She did it at this hour every day as old Sterling ordered, and a different soup every time.

Savannah did not think much of it. She picked up the phone and went to the old Sterling's room.

***

At the same time. Dylan came into old Sterling's study and saw his father sitting on a wicker chair by the window, half-smiling at him as if knowing what he had done.

"You finally tear yourself away from Savannah." Old Sterling teased a sense of amusement in his voice.

He asked Dylan to come because he had something to discuss with him about Savannah. After Cooper told him that Dylan had come, he didn't see him for a long time. Then he knew that Dylan came straight into Savannah's room, and of course, he knew what's in his son's mind.

Dylan's face darkened slightly.

"I remind you that Savannah is pregnant with my grandchild! Behave yourself and don't hurt the baby." Old Sterling scolded his son with a meaningful smile.

That's also one of the reasons why he insisted on Savannah staying here.