Please Let Me Go, My Contracted Ex-Husband.-Chapter 261-Get off! I’m pregnant now

It had been so long since he had held her like this, wrapped his arms around her, or even kissed her. Every cell in his body was screaming for him to do all the things he had been thinking about. Without thinking, he tightened his embrace around her.

Bonnie finally managed to calm herself down and lifted her head from his chest, only to meet his deep, dark gaze. She was startled by the intensity in his eyes. She knew exactly what that look meant, and her face instantly turned bright red.

Then, as her eyes wandered, she realized that he was topless. With a sudden jolt, she quickly pulled away from him, stood up, and rushed into the bedroom. In her haste, she accidentally bumped into the leg of the sofa, causing James to nearly leap up in alarm, worried she might hurt herself.

Couldn’t she be a little more careful? She was pregnant, for heaven’s sake! What would happen if her belly got bigger and she kept acting so recklessly? He ran his hand through his hair in frustration, not daring to think about the consequences. He would probably need to find a rope to tie her down when that time came.

After rummaging through the bedroom for a while, Bonnie finally found a T-shirt that Carl had left here. She grabbed it and threw it at James’s head, commanding, "Put this on!"

James pulled the T-shirt off his head, looked at it, and immediately frowned in displeasure, tossing it aside.

"I’m not wearing that! It’s ridiculous!"

It was a white long-sleeve casual T-shirt with a cute cartoon print on the front. Carl, despite being a notorious drug lord, always dressed casually and sportily when not attending important events or negotiations. His brown hair and youthful appearance made him look like a fresh graduate, full of energy. No one could guess that he was a man with blood on his hands and deeply involved in crime.

Bonnie often thought that maybe James was trying to use such a sunny and bright outfit to cover the darkness in his heart. Maybe he couldn’t live in the sunshine in this life, so he had to comfort himself in this way.

When she saw James refusing to wear the shirt, she raised her eyebrows and glared at him.

"If you don’t wear it, then please leave right now. I don’t take in unclothed men here!" she said lazily.

Of course, James gave in and reluctantly pulled the t-shirt over his body, muttering, "It’s not like you haven’t seen me before."

Bonnie was angry at his words and turned toward the bedroom. Suddenly, she was yanked violently from behind and spun around. In the next second, she found herself in his strong arms. His hot lips descended on hers urgently, kissing her deeply, his lips pulling at hers with intensity.

She was startled by his sudden passion. Unable to react in time, she was left completely restrained. By the time she realized what was happening, it was too late. He had already lifted her and placed her on the bed, continuing his advances.

His hands roughly tore open her shirt, buttons scattering everywhere. In a matter of seconds, he removed her corset and greedily cupped her breasts. He savored them with unrelenting desire, not allowing her any room to resist.

Her body began to heat up in response to his fiery actions. She hated herself for this reaction. She was angry with him and had sworn not to get tangled with him again, yet her body betrayed her, unable to resist his teasing touch.

In the midst of the confusion and passion, Bonnie suddenly remembered what the doctor had told her during her check-up that day. She urgently pushed him away and shouted loudly:

"James, let go of me! Let go of me!"

Having gone so many days without tasting her, James wasn’t about to let her go that easily. He ignored her resistance, continuing his actions with even more fervor, his hands roaming over every inch of her body.

"Bonnie, I want you, I want you..." he murmured.

His hard masculinity, pressing against her through the thin fabric, rubbed restlessly, and it seemed as though the situation was about to spiral out of control. Bonnie was on the verge of tears, and with all her strength, she began hitting his shoulder.

"Get off! I’m pregnant now, the doctor said we can’t... do this..."

At her shout, James finally stopped. Breathing heavily, his eyes burning with desire, he propped himself up on his arms, staring at her with suspicion.

"Can’t do it?"

He hadn’t experienced this before, so he didn’t know about such restrictions.

Bonnie, afraid he wouldn’t believe her, nodded vigorously.

"If you don’t believe me, you can ask the doctor or look it up online. The first three months and the last three months of pregnancy, you’re not supposed to... do it..."

At the end of the sentence, she spat out the words with difficulty, her lean chest heaving violently, her brow marked by chagrin and resignation.

’The first three and the last three?’

Bonnie hurriedly responded.

’Well, I’m only two months in, so...’

He didn’t make a sound, just gasped and stared at her, his dark eyes burning with intensity. His gaze seemed to scorch her, and she felt the weight of it, her panic growing as she realized that his gaze wouldn’t shift. Was he planning to ignore everything and continue with his intentions?

James just stared at her, his expression showing that he wasn’t deceived by the look in her eyes. She couldn’t lie to him, not that she dared to. But the burning desire—this intense feeling with nowhere to go—was unbearable.

’Damn woman, why did you have to say it now, of all times?’ he thought. ’Why not earlier or later? This is going to kill me.’ But, dear Mr. Boston, didn’t he know that her words had come at the worst possible moment? Bonnie protested, but he simply ignored her, his long kiss rendering her unable to breathe. Was he really going to keep going?

Seeing the tortured expression on his face, Bonnie hesitated before suggesting, ’How about you?’

’How about... you go outside and find a woman to deal with it?’

Her words were immediately met with a furious roar. The veins on his forehead popped out.

’Bonnie, you’re asking for trouble!’

She shivered at his shout, biting her red lips in frustration. Why was he being so fierce? She was only trying to help. Wasn’t it normal for a man to have needs? Didn’t she warn him that holding it in for too long could cause problems?

James was furious at her foolish suggestion. But when he saw her trembling lips, biting them as if trying to hold herself together, the ache in his lower abdomen intensified. In a flash, he grabbed her hands, holding them over her head, and lowered his head to capture her lips in a brutal kiss, ravaging them without mercy.

Bonnie’s face turned pale with fear. She hadn’t expected him to go this far after her words. Her eyes widened in horror as she looked up at him, unable to pull away.

But then she realized that he seemed to only want to kiss her, his hands and body making no further advances. He appeared to be trying to restrain himself, not wanting to pressure her. A sigh of relief escaped her.

However, in response to her relief, his agile tongue immediately pried her mouth open, rushing in with the warmth of his breath. He ruthlessly swept over her teeth, dominating her lips, and for a moment, she found herself lost in the sensation, even closing her eyes to respond to him.

James was already tormented, and when she responded, it felt like his entire body was on the verge of breaking. He could no longer hold back, fiercely nibbling, biting, and sucking on her lips, as if this was the only way to calm the raging desire building inside him.

Bonnie felt the pain of his bites on her lips but couldn’t push him away. As long as he needed to vent, she would endure it. She didn’t know how long it lasted, but eventually, he regained some control. He pulled away and rolled onto his back beside her, staring at the ceiling, panting heavily.

She turned her head to look at his sweaty face, concern in her eyes.

’Are you... are you okay?’

’No!’

He snapped back at her roughly, and she blinked, turning her gaze to the ceiling as she pouted and muttered under her breath.

’Look... I did suggest it to you...’

’Try saying that again!’

His growl reached her ears once more, and she immediately fell silent, lying there obediently. She didn’t dare move, afraid of saying something wrong that might provoke him into pouncing on her like a wild wolf.