Desires Die Hard (Anya and Evan) by Beryl Occam
Chapter 902

You're Lying

"Sure, I want more," Evan said. He rubbed Anya's ear softly with his fingers and lowered his head to bite Anya's ear tenderly. He was deliberately flirting with Anya. But Anya shivered after that, and her cheeks went pick, as beautiful as the sunrise.

Evan indeed loved to watch Anya get shy in front of him.

It would greatly satisfy Evan's possessiveness.

Anya didn't want to have sex with Evan anymore, so she hurriedly pushed Evan away. She raged but said coquettishly, "Honey, why are you so horny? We had sex several times last night."

"I'm energetic. So aren't you feeling happy about it?" Evan tittered. His tender voice was like wine that intoxicated Evan.

Anya was speechless.

She didn't feel happy about it at all.

She knew she would become fatigued after that.

"But men would have such a feeling. Instead, they would feel refreshed. Let them enjoy it themselves," Anya thought.

"No, thanks. I can stand it as I'm not as energetic as you," Anya tittered on purpose.

Evan, however, enjoyed the way Anya refused him. He kissed Anya's forehead and instantly held her up out of the quilt. Then Evan was holding Anya in his cuddle.

Anya had never sat on Evan like that before.

So her cheek turned ruddier.

She hurriedly wanted to get down.

But Evan held Anya tightly, saying, "You can be on the top."

"What?" Anya got startled.

Thinking about that erotic picture, Anya became much shier.

She instantly refused. "No."

"If a woman says no, she indeed means yes. Honey, you can have a try..." Evan said, guiding Anya to ride on him.

However, he only unfastened the belt of his pajamas. And before he could take off his pants, Nathaniel got rid of Ellie and rushed upstairs with a piece of new-roasted bread.

He broke the door as he had done it yesterday.

Evan and Anya had forgotten to close the door of their bedroom, for they had indulged in having sex in the bathroom last night.

That was why Nathaniel could take the chance to rush into their bedroom carelessly.

As soon as he went into the room, Nathaniel found Anya was sitting above Evan's crotch.

Seeing this scenario, Nathaniel got confused, and he rubbed his hair right away, asking, "Mommy, why are you riding on daddy?

"Do you want to retaliate against daddy, for he rode on you yesterday?"

Anya got terrified by Nathaniel's words, so she immediately got down from Evan's body. And she quickly got out of the bed, pretending to be calm. "No. Mommy and daddy are playing a game!

"Nathaniel, why are you here?"

Nathaniel didn't doubt Anya's words. After all, he was still an innocent kid and would believe what his parents said. He instantly handed the roasted bread to Anya. "Mommy, this is your breakfast."

Anya took the bread from Nathaniel's hand tenderly.

She was moved by Nathaniel's action, saying, "Thank you, Nathaniel. I like it."

Nathaniel nodded. "Good."

Evan got out of bed and walked to them, saying, "Nathaniel, where's daddy's bread?"

Nathaniel glimpsed Evan, snorting, "There's no bread for you. You rode on mommy yesterday."

Evan was speechless.

He felt what he had done for Nathaniel was in vain.

"Nathaniel, are you sure?" Evan added.

Nathaniel blinked, thought about it for a while, and then replied, "I can bring you some bread. But you should no longer ride on mommy, OK?"

Evan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, hearing Nathaniel's words.

"OK, I promise you. And only your mommy can bully daddy. Is that alright?" he said.

Nathaniel thought it was a good idea.

He was happy that he protected Anya.

Anya couldn't stand their talks, so she stamped Evan's foot heavily.

She thought, "Does he know what he is talking to our kid?"