329 Chapter 329: She Was Too Ho

Dylan's eyes blazed at her answer.

"I couldn't wait to have you…" he whispered in her ear, making her blush. Then he started unbuttoning her shirt while he placed feather-like kisses across her jaw, her chin, and the corners of her mouth. Slowly he peeled it off her and let it fall to the floor.

"Bed…" Savannah breathed.

Dylan swept her off her feet and went to the big bed.

He placed her on the bed softly, undid the buttons of his jeans, and slowly pulled his jeans down, his eyes on hers the whole time. He leaned down over her and, grasping each of her ankles, carefully jerked her legs apart and crawled onto the bed between her legs.

Savannah closed her eyes shyly.

He leaned down and kissed the inside of her thigh, trailing kisses up, over the thin lacy material of her panties, kissing her.

"You're so sweet, baby," he murmured, and then he trailed kissed up her belly. Still, he was heading north, kissing her across her torso. Her skin was burning. She was too hot.

"Don't hurt the baby," She protected her belly with her hands when he leaned down and hovered over her.

Dylan grinned wickedly. He turned her over, pushed both her knees up the bed so her behind was in the air, and then he put a soft pillow under her belly.

Savannah knew that he could avoid hitting her belly in this position. She flushed crimson, buried her head in another pillow, and moved her hips up.

"I'm going to be inside you, baby," he breathed. And slowly he eased into her, slowly, slowly, until he was buried in her. Stretching, filling, relentless. Savannah groaned, and he circled his hips and pulled back, paused a bit, and then eased his way back in. He repeated this motion again and again…

Savannah revealed in his possession, his lust slaking hers. She moaned, enjoying every thrust, every push that filled her…

He made that familiar pull deep in her belly, tightening, quickening, and her hot body exploded in an intense, body-shattering orgasm.

"I love you, Savannah!" he cried out as he found his release, holding her in place as he poured himself into her. He collapsed, panting hard beside her, and he pulled her on top of him and buried his face in her hair, holding her close.

Maybe it was because he hadn't had sex with her for a long time, his erection grew again when she lay barely on him. One of his hands still cupped her breast, and another hand lifted her slightly, and very slowly, he eased her onto him.

She groaned as he stretched her open, filling her again.

"Dylan, will you always be so nice to me? Will you love me forever?" Savannah asked breathlessly as he moved.

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Royal Villa

As night came, Lionel returned from work.

The branch of the Rowe group had just gotten a firm foothold in LA. He was busy with the business these days and came back very late.

He entered the dining room and found the dishes on the table unmoved. "Where's Charlotte? Hasn't she come back yet?"

Charlotte had just graduated from college this year. Lionel asked her to work in the Rowe group, but she had no interest. Lionel doted on his sister, so he didn't push her. He just asked her to have a good rest in LA and found her interest. Their family was so rich and powerful that they could support her for anything she wanted to do.

Maybe she just went out shopping today and didn't come back yet.

"Miss Rowe came back in the afternoon. But she's in the room all the time, and she didn't come out when I called her at dinner time." The servant stammered.

It's almost ten o 'clock. Lionel frowned, "what's wrong with her?"

"I don't know. Miss Rowe looked very dismissed when she came back from the outside."

"Where did she go this afternoon?"

"I don't know, she didn't say."

Lionel's brows furrowed. He went upstairs and knocked on Charlotte's door.

Eventually, a muffled voice was heard, "I said I don't want to eat."

Lionel pushed the door open and entered her room. Charlotte was sitting beside the bed. She heard the footsteps and turned.

"Lionel?"

"Is anything wrong? Why don't you eat?" Lionel looked at his sister, worriedly.

He had never seen Charlotte so lost.

From childhood to adulthood, his sister was the pearl in everyone's palm in the family, and she never had worries.

"Nothing... It's hot today, and I've no appetite." Charlotte blinked at him innocently.

"Well, if you don't want to tell me, I'll go ahead and ask the driver." Lionel's tone was stern.

Now their parents were not beside them, and he had the responsibility to take care of his sister.

Charlotte knew that she couldn't conceal anything from her brother if he really wanted to know. She sighed and had to say, "I went to Bellomont to see Dylan this afternoon."

"And then? Did he say anything to you?" Did his sister bare her heart to Dylan and was refused?

Charlotte lowered her eyes and clenched her fingers. "Dylan didn't say anything to me... He didn't even know I came to see him. I saw him…propose to Savannah... and then I left."

Lionel took a breath. Did Dylan propose to Savannah? That's good! Dylan finally decided to give Savannah the place of his legal wife. That's what he wanted to see!

It made him feel better that his other sister, who lived outside the family, could be married into the Sterling family.

It was no wonder Charlotte lost her composure.

She had a strong admiration for Dylan for all these years, and she must be sad to see him propose to another girl.

After a while, Lionel looked at Charlotte and said softly, "I've told you that Dylan already has Savannah, and you should stop thinking about him. Now that he intends to marry Savannah, you should give up."

Though Charlotte liked Dylan, they had not seen each other for so many years, and it was better to cut off her love for him early.

Charlotte felt wronged when she didn't get any encouragement from her brother.

"Lionel! You kept telling me never to give up in front of difficulties. Why do you persuade me to give up Dylan all the time? You know I like him!" She looked at Lionel with a grievance.

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Dearest Lovies,

Love Lots,

Anna Shannel Lin