Chapter 28

James was pretty taken aback when he found out Emily had drawn up a cohabitation agreement.

The first rule was all about keeping things strictly physical-no falling in love allowed.

The second rule was about respecting each other's space and work.James had the second floor, Emily had the third, and he wasn't allowed to go upstairs without permission.

The third rule said no other bed partners while they were together.If they wanted to change that, they had to give each other a heads-up and keep it drama-free.

The fourth rule was that they'd only hook up twice a week,no more.

James's eyes darkened a bit as he looked at her and said, "I can roll with the first few rules, but the last one..."

Biting Emily's ear, James whispered, "That's not your call; it's mine."

He crossed out the fourth rule with a pen and confidently signed his name.

Emily, a bit dazed, signed the document without really thinking.

After that, they set the agreement aside and started dinner.

To Emily's surprise, James was quite the cook. She couldn't hide her surprise.

During dinner, Emily asked, "Why did you end up in bed with me the first time we met at the bar?"

James replied coolly. "If I hadn't hadn't played along with your advances,it wouldn't have happened."

Emily pursed her lips, a hint of helplessness in her eyes. "Then why did you agree to be kept by me?"

James couldeasily afford to keep ten Emilys.

Raising an eyebrow, James said, "After waking up in bed, you didn't ask about my identity and just wanted to keep me."

"Did you agree just like that?" Emily was surprised, her eyes widening a bit.

In all the time they'd been together, she had never asked about James's identity.

James wrapped his arm around Emily's waist, his fingers tracing her curves, and said casually, "Why not? Being kept by you means I get paid and have a beautiful companion."

Emily felt like she had been played. The dignified James actually enjoyed being kept and even cared about the little money she gave him.

James affectionately pinched her cheek. "Can't I have a little hobby too?"

Emily coughed softly. "James, your hobby is quite unique."

In fact, James had recognized Emily the moment he saw her at the bar.But to this day, Emily still hadn't remembered him.

"Yeah,just like yours."

Emily couldn't help but roll her eyes, but her naturally alluring eyes carried an indescribable affection.

"Done with the questions and feeling full now, can we start?" James leaned in to kiss her, not even giving Emily a chance to speak.

He tore the fabric on Emily's chest, firmly grasping her breast, making Emily blush.

She scolded, "If you tear my clothès again, you owe me ten pieces!"

He had torn all her good clothes!

James's fingers found their way to Emily's intimate place, gently probing.making her moan involuntarily. Her nipples were already hard, and he gave them a light twist.

Emily's legs went weak, and she bit James's neck. Her breasts trembled in the torn clothes, showing a hint of desire.

"Emily, I can buy you a hundred new outfits."

Emily could sense James's excitement tonight. Maybe it was because she agreed to live with him.

Her nipples felt electrified, and her waist turned to jelly.

James usually didn't spend this much time on foreplay, but tonight he seemed to be teasing her on purpose.

Emily felt dazed, her eyes half-closed, as James lifted her and placed her on the sofa.

He lifted her skirt, quickly undressing her completely. Hisslender fingers parted her labia, sliding into her honeypot.

He whispered in her ear, "Emily, you're already wet."

Emily really wanted to roll her eyes.

James loved watching her tremble beneath him, and the change in their relationship status had him extra excited tonight.

Lowering his head, James's lips found her senasitive nipple, making her body tremble and blush.

His hot tongue slid over her stiff nipple, even giving it a light bite.

Emily's soft body was at his mercy, her eyes growing more confused.

James guided her delicate hand to his thick and hard penis, moving it gently. Emily felt her palm burning.

Suddenly, James placed a pillow under her waist, and his thick penis penetrated deeply.

James entered Emily's most tender part, bringing her intense pleasure.

Her tight vagina clung to his thick penis, making James breathe heavily.With each thrust,he moved forcefully.

One of Emily's beautiful legs was lifted high, the torn dress still hanging on her thigh, her delicate entrance exposed to James, who was thrusting vigorously.

Emily moaned softly, her body trembling with pleasure, as James gently twisted and teased her breasts, making her shake uncontrollably.

The tip of his thick and hard penis was bathed in her hot flow,and Emily lightly moaned, "Honey, that's enough."

After Emily climaxed, her body became extremely sensitive. James turned her over and began to thrust from behind, his eyes deep. "What do you

call me?"

"Darling."

"No."

James's mood was unpredictable. Subsequent encounters with him lacked any finesse; every thrust hit deep, making Emily's waist tremble.

Emily's hands were on the back of the sofa, gently held by him. He knelt on her, kissing her back, his voice hoarse. "Emily, do you know what I want to hear?"

Emily felt she couldn't think straight. She demanded, "Just tell me!"