“I know, and I understand if you’re not ready for that responsibility. Desiporn She massaged my shoulders, easing the tension from my broken hands, and slowly worked her way down my torso, her fingers brushing against my erect nipples, making me squirm with pleasure.“You like that, don’t you?” she teased, her breath hot against my ear.I nodded, my voice hoarse with desire. But I understood the societal norms and the potential scandal.“I understand, Bua,” I said, taking her hand in mine. And I want you to know, if it happens, I’ll tell everyone it’s my husband’s child, and won’t let this affect your life or your future.”I felt a wave of relief wash over me, mixed with a hint of disappointment. The thought of Bua carrying my child was both thrilling and terrifying.
