Chapter 1517 - 1516: We Agreed on No More Than Twice a Day

Chapter 1517: Chapter 1516: We Agreed on No More Than Twice a Day

Just over a month into the marriage, during the honeymoon, he traveled for work, taking her along.

Honestly, the two of them are really inseparable...

The man’s burning chest made her skin flush red, this man... is insatiably needy.

Carla felt utterly weak, fearing he’d devour her in a bout of uncontrollable passion.

The disparity in power between them is vast; he’s a solid, strong, military man, and she simply can’t withstand it, can she?

If Alexander comes at her again, she’ll lose her breath!

Since truly being with him, her former arrogance has vanished; she no longer dares boast like before about rendering him unable to get out of bed.

Just look now, who exactly is causing whom to be unable to get out of bed!?

Carla lifted his arm, attempting to escape from the bed.

Unexpectedly, just as she freed her arm, he laid it back again, this time excessively, directly covering her chest.

"Why hide? As your man, I’ll restrain myself, I won’t make it too hard for you..."

"But,"

"Honey, I want to make up for the three lost years we had."

As the words fell, the man swept his arms around her, twisted sideways, and pinned Carla beneath him.

"Mm..." What is he up to? "Alexander! I haven’t gotten the implant, you can’t be so... overindulgent."

"We agreed, no more than..." Her face flushed, squeezing out a few words, "Twice a day..."

We agreed no more than twice a day!!!

"You already used up those two times last night, let me go... Mm... Quick!"

The issue with little Yu’er always weighed heavily on her mind. They reached an agreement when married: no kids in the future.

He agreed to it on holiday at the Bali Isles!

Carla took the initiative to suggest getting the implant because he never used protection, he never uses it.

Therefore, Carla suggested getting the implant.

But who knew, he actually suggested getting a vasectomy; knowing a man getting snipped... that’s not a good thing, Carla naturally disagreed, so neither of them had done anything up until now.

Alexander looked at the woman beneath him at the moment, the corners of his lips lifted, earnestly: "Honey, can I make an appointment!?"

Appointment?

Appointment, Admiral, do you think this is a hospital registration?

Carla bit her lower lip, firmly declaring: "Sorry, this small business operates on a cash basis, no credit allowed. No appointments..."

"No appointments..."

His gaze darkened, exuding danger: "Dear wife, I insist?"

Who is Alexander Kingsley? A top special force operative with both looks and power, and let’s not even mention his physique and strength.

Carla understood, how domineeringly reserved and bold this man is.

So, she immediately softened: "No, we agreed daily... at most twice~ no appointments..."

"Besides, I haven’t gotten the implant, I could get pregnant..."

He pressed down, lips close to her ear: "Honey, trust me, I won’t let you get pregnant, hm? Trust me!"

"That’s what you said before..." she replied. Previously, she even took contraceptive pills, yet couldn’t understand why she got pregnant.

"Mm... um..." Watching her opening and closing her tender lips, he could no longer restrain the fire within, lowered himself and captured her lips.