Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 402: Why Are You Wearing My Clothes

Lying on Emmett's body, Elaine opened her eyes wide. She tried to get out this tub.

Emmett loosened his grip a little, so that Elaine would think that she might have a chance. As expected, Elaine arched her body and tried to climb out.

This was when Emmett could unbutton her pajamas.

They were unbuttoned one by one. Elaine was still struggling to get out, but she kept sliding back, like an ice skater.

"You are trembling? Aren't you cold?"

...

Emmett chuckled.

Her pajama top was already unbuttoned. The firm swell of her breasts was right in front of Emmett's eyes.

Raising his eyebrows, Emmett directly put his palm on her breasts.

Elaine let out a groan of pleasure.

She cried out, feeling a big hand on her chest. She trembled, and slipped into the water again.

"Get your hands off me. Don't do this..."

Elaine's face immediately turned red.

She grabbed Emmett's big hand and tried to take it away.

But soon after she managed to take away his hand, Emmett put the other.

...

Elaine was so anxious that sweat oozed from her forehead. One was gone, and the other was on.

Emmett bit his lips, staring at her with smart eyes. He was having fun.

Elaine was anxious and tired, but she couldn't do anything about it. Tears fell down her cheeks.

"I told you not to do this. I don't want to be here anymore ... You bad person..."

When Elaine was not sick, she was able to hold her temper.

But when she was not well, she would shout the cruelest words. Now, she was embarrassed, so she just shed tears.

Emmett could not bear to see Elaine crying. Whenever Elaine cried, he would feel heartache.

"Oh, baby, don't cry. Why are you crying? I promise I won't do this, okay?"

Elaine pouted and rolled her eyes at Emmett, "You're just giving lip service. You never keep your words."

"Do I? Am I that bad?"

"What do you think? Get your hands off me. I'm so embarrassed."

Emmett took them away. Although he didn't want to, he wanted her happy. That was the most important.

But his gaze never left her bosom. Swallowing hard, he said.

"Embarrassed and hot, right?"

...

"No! You are wrong! Let go of me!"

Elaine's figure showed out through the wet clothes. No man could walk away from the ample bosom.

"If you leave, I'll go with you."

Emmett patted Elaine's butt.

Her great butt.

So tempting.

Emmett could no longer keep his manhood down, which stood straight in the water.

As long as he was with Elaine, he had no way with it. He only wished he could press her on the bed.

Elaine glared, "I'm leaving. And you're not. Don't follow me!"

She had to say that.

If he left with her, she was still his prey.

Elaine pointed at the tip of Emmett's nose and said seriously,

"Don't move! Don't move! Just keep enjoying your bath."

Emmett grinned at her.

She was a young and beautiful woman, and the only one who could point his nose and tell him what to do.

This world was wonderful, wasn't it?

"Alright, I won't move. I'll count to fifty before I go up. Is that okay?"

He didn't want her to cry. His heart would pain. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

He had to listen to her.

Elaine rolled her eyes. She was still a little tired, and she managed to stay awake. Trying her best to resist the temptation of this man, she tilted her head.

"Count to sixty, and then you go out."

"Sixty it is."

Well, after sixty seconds, God knew what Emmett would do to her.

Elaine didn't have to time to get dressed. She just climbed out of the tub with the help of the wall.

She should have had some exercises, or it wouldn't be so hard for her to get out.

Most importantly, she had to step on him to get out.

What was he made of? Why was he so hard?

Not like her body, which was soft and tender.

...

Emmett was like Iron Man.

Hard everywhere!

"What is it?"

Elaine asked curiously.

Something moved in Emmett's eyes.

He took a deep breath.

Elaine moved her feet moved again, her face full of curiosity, and her eyes blinked.

What was it?

Felt like a hard rock.

Elaine arched her back and pressed her hands against the sides of the bathtub. Emmett could enjoy her breasts as much as he could. And her feet, which were under the water, were touching something strange.

"Oh, god..."

Emmett couldn't hold it and groaned.

Elaine turned to look at Emmett in confusion. What happened to him?

Why did he make that sound? So strange...

When she looked at Emmett, she found he was narrowing his eyes, seeming to endure something.

...

That gave Elaine quite a start.

Her legs went weak.

Emmett's hands moved along from her ankle. His voice was low and deep,

"Baby, do you know where you touched me just now?"

What?

Touched?

Really?

But she didn't!

She wouldn't do that, especially not in front of horny Emmett. She didn't have the nerve.

He had asked a lot from her. If she played titillating, he would go crazy.

Although she was stupid, she knew the consequences.

"I, I didn't..."

"You didn't?"

"No, I didn't..."

"You're still touching it. You say you didn't?"

"How..."

Only then did Elaine realize that her feet ... was fiddling with his...

Shit!

Elaine immediately took her leg back and lay on Emmett like a defeated soldier. She did not know what to do.

Her plump chest pressed against Emmett's, white and soft. So irresistible.

...

"Baby, you staying? Are you seducing me? I'm not a gentleman. Ten more seconds on me, I will do my business.

Ten seconds?

Elaine was frightened by this number. She didn't care if she looked decent, and climbed out of the bathtub as much as she could.

"Silly girl."

Emmett looked at Elaine and chuckled.

"Baby, take off your pajamas. They're all wet. You'll catch a cold."

As Emmett said, he slowly stood up from the water. He looked down at his manhood. Poor thing, it was rock-hard long ago.

Elaine scurried into the bedroom. Emmett was right; her pajamas were all soaked, dripping with water.

She couldn't get into bed with wet pajamas, the blanket would get wet.

As Elaine ran, she took off her clothes and threw them all over the floor.

Then, she opened the closet, searching for other clothes she could wear.

She couldn't be naked.

She knew Emmett. Not wearing any clothes just tempted him more.

Elaine just fished something in the closet and wore it.

As she was dressed, Emmett walked out of the bathroom.

Emmett was dying his hair with a towel. And he froze when he looked up.

Elaine was trying to wear his long shirt.

His shirt was big. It just hung on her loosely. And the hem just reached her butt, showing out her two tender and white legs.

It was even more attracting than not wearing clothes!

"Why are you wearing my clothes?"

He asked slowly.

...

Elaine was hurrying with the buttons. The more anxious she was, the more time she took. Just as she got to the last one, she heard Emmett's voice and gave a gasp of surprise.