I Love You **

Ethan kissed Helena's lips with a skill that no other man could match. His tongue wasn't demanding, nor did he kiss her roughly. His saliva didn't overly wet Helena's face, nor did it make it sticky. Right now, Helena felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach, just like the heroines in romance novels.

The warm air in the hotel room suddenly felt cold as Helena felt her nipples harden once again under Ethan's touch. He chuckled at Helena's nipples' reaction and she bit her lip when she felt his palms on her breasts.

Ethan smiled and then attacked Helena again, biting her ear and causing Helena to squeal with ticklishness. Ethan showered his wife with kisses on her neck and ears. Helena knew very well that Ethan must have left many red marks there. She could only respond with embarrassing moans.