THE BILLIONAIRE STILL WANTS HER!
Chapter 71: Should we be doing this?

Chapter 71: Should we be doing this?

"Tryson... should we really be doing this?" Angel’s voice trembled with uncertainty, though the pleasure coursing through her body made it hard to focus on anything else.

But just as another wave of sensation threatened to consume her, she suddenly twitched—something was off. The warmth, the movement... had stopped.

A small frown formed on her face as confusion settled in.

What was he doing? Why had he paused?

Her lashes fluttered as she opened her eyes, and that was when she saw him—Tryson, motionless, gazing deeply into her soul as if he could see every hidden thought she tried to bury.

The intensity of his stare stole the breath from her lungs, her heart pounding erratically in her chest. Words failed her. She could only watch, captivated, as a slow, affectionate smile curved his lips, sending a shiver down her spine.

"I don’t see why there should be any other reason," Tryson said with a calm certainty in his voice, the words hanging in the air between them.

Angel, caught off guard by the boldness of his statement, couldn’t help but foolishly open her mouth in an attempt to fill the silence.

"I thought you said you didn’t want to do this because of the baby?" Her voice was tentative, unsure, as her words cut through the heavy atmosphere.

A thick silence fell over them, wrapping the room in an almost suffocating stillness.

Tryson’s smile never faltered, his expression unreadable, yet there was something warm and gentle in the way he looked at her.

Then, with a slow and deliberate movement, Tryson raised his hands, cupping her face with the tenderness of a child’s wonder, his fingers tracing the soft lines of her skin.

At that moment, Angel’s heart fluttered, and she felt like a delicate butterfly caught in the gentle grasp of his touch.

Her breath hitched, her entire world narrowing down to the sound of Tryson’s voice, his words soft yet firm.

"Well, Moore said there’s no offense in doing one." His tone was straightforward, carrying a strange mix of innocence and conviction.

Angel’s mind raced, her thoughts colliding in a swirl of confusion and surprise. She was stunned, utterly caught off guard by the ease with which he spoke and the meaning behind his words.

It felt as if time itself had paused, and she was left standing on the edge of something unpredictable, her heart racing as she struggled to make sense of it all.

Did Tryson really discuss the matter of what they were going to do with Moore?

The question lingered in Angel’s mind, but before she could probe further, Tryson’s teasing voice pulled her from her thoughts.

"Well, I couldn’t help but feel so much excitement because you’ve definitely corrupted my system," he said with a mischievous grin, "and now, it’s totally possible for me to give you the same revenge."

His words were playful, but there was an edge of sincerity in them that made Angel nudge him softly, a burst of laughter escaping her lips.

The sound of her joy was like music to his ears, but Tryson couldn’t help but pause for a moment, mesmerized by the way she smiled.

It was as if the entire world around him faded, and all that mattered was the way her eyes sparkled, her lips curving in the most precious expression he’d ever seen.

She was beautiful—utterly, undeniably beautiful—and for a split second, he couldn’t deny the fierce warmth in his chest.

As her laughter slowly subsided, Angel’s gaze shifted, only to meet his unblinking stare.

A jolt of heat rushed to her cheeks, her heart skipping a beat as she realized how deeply he was looking at her. His gaze seemed to penetrate her, stripping away every last layer of her composure.

Surprised by the sudden surge of warmth that flooded her, Angel found herself inexplicably rising onto her toes, her movements almost instinctual.

The next thing she knew, she was the one closing the distance between them, pressing her lips gently to Tryson’s.

It was a soft, unexpected kiss—one that carried with it a quiet, unspoken promise, leaving her breathless and unsure of what might come next.

At that moment, Tryson embraced her warmly, his hands gently resting around her waist.

He then continued the movement he had been making, starting again from where he had paused—kissing her softly along her neckline as Angel let out moans of delight.

Her hands were on Tryson as she grasped his shoulder, enjoying each kiss he placed on her skin, leaving clear signs of his affection.

Then, at that precise moment, he carefully let go of the strap that was slightly covering her skin.

As Tryson moved closer, she could feel a powerful electric sensation coursing through her, and a deep blush spread across her cheeks due to his actions.

In that instant, she didn’t even notice the moment when Tryson gently took off the first piece of clothing that covered her body—her bra.

With a lot of care, Tryson pressed his lips against her chest area, causing Angel to let out a soft moan.

At this point, she started to feel unsteady, struggling to keep her balance while standing on her feet.

It appeared that her gentle moan sparked something deep within Tryson, stirring him from his reverie as he slowly raised his hands and placed them tenderly on her thighs.

In an exhilarating instant, he lifted Angel’s legs, and she instinctively encircled him with them, pulling him closer.

She relished in the delightful sensations he was creating, surrendering to the moment as they made their way, lost in each other, until they finally reached the bed, where the air was thick with anticipation.

The instant Tryson placed her on the bed, he started kissing her right away, his hands exploring between her thighs as she let out soft moans in response to his touch.

She was surprised by what he was doing, but at that moment, Tryson was being very gentle; he kissed her slowly and then, in the next moment, he used his hand to softly caress her skin under his palm.

Feeling the overwhelming sensations, Angel fell back and, quite unexpectedly, they both found themselves lying on the bed together.

Tryson was positioned right above her in that exhilarating moment.

With a quick gasp, they ended up laughing as they looked deeply into each other’s eyes, and then with a lot of patience, Tryson continued to kiss her along her chest, gradually moving closer to her soft breasts.

Angel was completely overwhelmed by the sensations she was experiencing, her eyes shut tight as she let out a deep, long moan.

It was at that very moment, when her eyes were closed with intensity, that she felt Tryson teasing her nipple gently with his mouth and lips.

"Tryson," Angel exclaimed in that instant, but all Tryson wanted to do was to make her nipple a lovely shade of pink, leaving behind a mark that showed just how much sweet pleasure he had given her.