Deep love: insatiable lover

It was horrible, Dylan acted like he wanted to eat her.

-Dylan, let’s talk quietly. Don’t touch me, okay?

-No.

Dylan refused, without giving Vanessa a chance to speak further, lowered his head and kissed her deeply. She quickly became dizzy from the deep kiss, and was controlled by the man, sinking into his affection.

-Honey, today we’re going to try something special.

Vanessa opened her eyes in a daze and saw Dylan’s bright, wolf-like eyes, wondering what was so special.

But he soon found out.

She was quickly undressed. Dylan pulled out a bag as if by magic and poured all the contents onto the bed.

-Rabbit ears, rabbit tail, cat ears or cat tail, which one do you choose?

-Can I choose any of them?

Why didn’t I know that Dylan liked to play dress-up games? It was too embarrassing to wear things like bunny ears and cat ears.

-Well, then take them one after the other.

Dylan decided immediately and Vanessa wanted to disappear.

-Dylan, please don’t treat me like that.

-This is your punishment for not behaving well.

In bed, Dylan liked to manipulate, to make the person under him obedient.

Resistance was definitely pointless. Vanessa was finally forced to put on bunny ears and … a bunny tail under Dylan’s command. She felt so embarrassed that her face was flushed like a tomato, too, very charming and attractive.

-You look so pretty.

Dylan laughed lightly with a flash of bright light in his eyes.

He liked her embarrassed but helpless gaze, he liked her to look at him with moist, pleading eyes.

-Honey, enjoy it.

He embraced her and let her carefully feel his existence, his strong domination…

Until the sky was bright, Vanessa was so tired that she didn’t have the strength to move a finger and fell into a deep sleep. Dylan still didn’t want to stop, but to keep on conquering and embracing her.

But in the end he caressed her tenderly.

After finishing it, he hugged her into the bathroom. After bathing her, he came out of the bathroom holding her and put her on the bed. They cuddled and fell asleep.

It was already late afternoon when Vanessa woke up.

-My waist hurts, that bastard Dylan.

Stretching weakly on the bed, Vanessa groaned angrily. She didn’t notice the bedroom door open as she was talking to herself. Dylan smiled more happily when he heard her complaints.

-Are you hungry?

-Why are you still here?

“Aren’t you busy with your own affairs?”

-Fish porridge, here.

-Humph.

Vanessa looked upset, but took a deep breath when she smelled the fish porridge.

“Ha ha, what a naughty girl!”

Dylan wasn’t fussy with her. He walked over to the bed with her head down and placed her on the table next to him. He leaned over to hold Vanessa, turned her over, picked up a pillow and placed it behind her so she could lie down on the bed.

The care was so meticulous that Vanessa could no longer complain.

-Stop your temper and open your mouth.

It was strange that Dylan wanted to take care of her. He ordered Vanessa to calm down and then gave her spoonfuls of porridge.

It tasted very good.

Vanessa felt that the porridge tasted very familiar and looked just like the food Dylan had brought earlier. It had a homely taste and was especially welcoming.

He had wanted to ask about the food he had brought earlier. But he was interrupted by Dylan and forgot.

Now came another opportunity.

-This time, the last time, the last of the last time, in which restaurant did you buy the food? They all taste so delicious.

-Do you like it?

-Yes.

Vanessa nodded her head vigorously. She really liked him a lot.

Afterwards, if he didn’t want to cook, he could call this restaurant and order the food to be delivered. He would definitely never get tired of the food there.

-I did it myself.

-What?

Vanessa’s eyes widened like saucers and she looked at Dylan in amazement.

“He did it? How can that be!”

-You… you’re Dylan, how do you know how to cook and make it so delicious?

“It is not rational.”

-I am very pleased with your praise for my cooking.

Dylan didn’t expect her to be so surprised. Her bright eyes were so beautiful. He wanted to pull her close and kiss her.

He thought about it and did the same.

-I’m still eating.

-All right, I don’t dislike you.

-But you dislike me,” Vanessa rolled her eyes and said angrily.

Dylan put the gruel aside, pinched Vanessa’s chin and kissed her. After the kiss, she gasped, weak and flushed. Dylan paused and looked at her mischievously.

-You’re so sensitive. Are you already hot for just one kiss?

Vanessa’s face reddened and she glared at Dylan angrily.

-I… I’m… I’m not… don’t talk nonsense!

-Yes?

Dylan laughed and pointed to the tender arm Vanessa had draped over his shoulder as she stood there gawking.

She couldn’t hug his neck if she wasn’t excited.

“Well, all the evidence is in front of her.”

Vanessa blushed and pushed Dylan onto the bed. He threw back the quilt to wrap himself up like a plump silkworm.

-Are you feeling shy?

-I’m going to sleep now, go away!

Vanessa’s muffled voice came from under the quilt. Dylan felt amused and wanted to keep teasing her.

But the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

His expression turned cold and serious in an instant, but quickly disappeared.

-Well, rest well. I have something to do and I’m going first. There are meals prepared in the kitchen.

Dylan leaned over, kissed Vanessa outside the quilt, got up and left.

Click.

At the sound of the door closing, Vanessa listened without moving. Five minutes later, she opened the quilt and gasped with her mouth wide open.

“My God, I almost suffocated.”

Dylan is finally gone!

In fact, she wasn’t sleepy at all. She couldn’t help but think of the food Dylan had made in the kitchen, and she left the bed barefoot for the kitchen.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The good taste of the food in the lounge was more intense.

-He actually did it himself.

Vanessa searched everywhere in the kitchen but could not find any thermos flasks or packing boxes from the restaurant. There were leftover ingredients in the fridge and they were the same ones that were on the plate.

-I can’t imagine that a person like Dylan knows how to cook!

In addition, their cuisine was quite good.

While she only knew how to make a bowl of instant noodles…. What a big difference!

Dylan quickly drove to his residence and the person who had called him was already waiting for him.

-Mr Dylan.

-Give it to me.

Dylan’s voice was as cold as ice. The person quickly stood up and passed him the brown paper bag in his hand.