Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 455

Chapter 455: 455- Stay!

Aniya stretched in bed with a smile. Last night George brought her to his apartment, and they made wild love. She turned and found him sleeping peacefully, lying on his tummy.

Her hand reached out and moved the thick lock of black hair off his forehead. It plopped back on his face.

Aniya chuckled and again tried moving it off when suddenly he held her wrist and kissed her hand, taking her by surprise.

"You’re awake!" A frown settled on her face.

He slid towards her and propped on his elbows to kiss her lips gently. Aniya’s arms were around his neck at once, pulling him closer as she deepened the kiss. George hummed in satisfaction, his fingers holding her bo*ob possessively, kneading it lightly.

Aniya wanted to make love again. Last night was amazing but the morning seemed more magical and more promising.

"You’re quite a troublemaker in the morning, aren’t you?" he murmured against her lips, his voice still thick with sleep.

Aniya’s fingers threaded through his messy hair, "You were the one pretending to be asleep," she said with a teasing smile.

George grinned sleepily, "I was waiting to see if you would spare my hair or keep playing with it."

She gulped while tracing her finger on his neck and then his collarbone. They were still nak*ed under the sheets, "I ... I like touching you, George..."

She didn’t know if it was sensible to admit it, but she needed to say it. He caught her hand and started kissing her fingertips one by one, "Can your fingers stop doing that to my heart?" he kissed her palm while laughing.

They fell into comfortable silence where he was still feeling her hand on his lips when suddenly his expression turned serious. He looked up at her, his fingers tracing the side of her face, "You didn’t eat dinner last night, little dove."

Aniya blinked at the sudden change in his mood, "Yeah," she shrugged, "I wasn’t kind of hungry."

He bolted up, running a hand through his hair, "You must be starving. Come on, get up. Let’s get you something to eat."

Aniya wanted to tease him about cooking the meal again in his kitchen, "I’m fine, George," she sighed.

"No, you aren’t," he said firmly, "Now go and shower," he leaned over and brushed a kiss on her forehead, "Let me fix something for you."

It warmed her heart that the CEO of the Star Corps was willing to cook for her. She watched him with quiet amusement as he got up and picked up his boxer from the floor.

She didn’t want to move from this bed. She wished she could spend a lifetime, lying beside him.

She reached out and tugged at his wrist, "Five more minutes?"

"I ..." she placed her cup down and looked for more appropriate words, "Can you look for someone on my behalf? Like she is a good friend of mine, but I couldn’t talk to her ever since I stepped in Sangua City." _{ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom}