Never love
Carrying her in his arms, he made her seat on his lap. His manhood touching her entrance, with their clothes as barrier between it.
Wilanda got off his lap, smiling while her long slender went from his chest to the his pant. Her gaze still fixed at him.
Leaning bit closer to him, she whispered in a soft seductive tone,"Unfortunately…not today." Without another word, Wilanda placed a kiss on his cheeks and left the study.
Jonathan looked at her departing, he didn't say anything but a small ignorant groaned was heard. He picked up the wine glass briskly and gulped down the contain at one go. Jonathan gritted his teeth. This was not the first time it happened.
Just then the man from before returned to his side, "My lord…"
Jonathan ignored his presence and got up from the sifa and stood in front of the window. His naked back facing the man.