MY Masochistic CEO

"If you don't open your eyes, then forget it. Can't waste the marshmallows!" With that, I devoured them in one go.

At that moment, the sweet marshmallow exploded on my taste buds, mixing with an indescribable flavor. Exhilarating! I savored the taste carefully, letting it diffuse in my mouth, then exhaled the sweet aroma through my nose.

After a while, I swallowed. "Still not opening your eyes?"

She remained silent, but her body trembled even more. Seeing the marshmallows about to fall, I quickly leaned over.

Marry Walker hummed softly, but her head didn't dare to move, her delicate body twisting involuntarily.

The game of stacking marshmallows was so much fun, I thought.

After eating nine pieces of marshmallows, I didn't feel sick at all. Instead, I thought it wasn't enough.

But I checked the time, and her parents should be on their way back, so I couldn't fool around anymore. Then, I ate the marshmallow on her chin, which led to a mouth-to-mouth game.

As the game was about to end, I heard the sound of the door opening outside. I immediately realized the situation, quickly helped her straighten her clothes and untied her hands and feet.

She rubbed her wrists and touched her sticky lips with a mix of shyness, embarrassment, and resentment in her eyes, but more importantly, there was affection.

She was a little angry. "You're such a bad person!"

"Did you enjoy the game?" I asked, hugging her.

She said, "Not at all. It was not fun at all. It was just tormenting me. I won't play with you next time."

I coaxed her for a while, then heard a knock on the door. "William, my mom has cut some fruit. Come out and have some."

I had drunk a lot of drinks and eaten marshmallows, so there was no way I could eat more.

But staying in Marry Walker's boudoir at this moment was not appropriate. After all, her parents hadn't found out yet!

"Then I'll leave first!" I said.

Marry Walker gave me a disdainful look, got up to tidy up the drinks, and left the room. I found Edward Walker sat with his parents on the sofa, staring straight at me.

I felt extremely embarrassed, as if I had been caught red-handed. Indeed, being too happy could lead to trouble. But those two games we just played were really exciting.

I greeted them and walked over with a forced smile, sitting in front of the three of them, feeling like I was on trial.

Edward Walker looked at me with a half-smile. Marry's father sat upright, looking a bit serious, while Marry's mother had a mother-in-law's smile, seemingly fond of me.

"Come on, William. These are the fruits we bought downstairs, all your favorite fruits," Marry's mother said.

I took a look, and indeed, there were cantaloupes, grapes... about seven or eight varieties.

I felt a bit ashamed. They remembered to buy fruits when they went downstairs for a walk while I was playing with their daughter at home. I secretly resolved to treat their daughter better in the future and to be gentler when playing games with her.

"Thank you." Even though I was already full, I couldn't disappoint their kind gesture.

After a few minutes, Marry Walker came out. Apart from a slightly flushed face, there was nothing else noticeable.

I left at almost nine o'clock.

"It's late. Why don't you rest here for the night?" Marry's mother said.

I quickly thanked her. "Thank you, but I won't trouble you for the night. I'll come to visit you next time!"

My future mother-in-law was really kind to me, but wasn't she worried that I might stay the night and make her daughter pregnant?

"Come on, William. I'll walk you out!" Edward Walker had changed his way of addressing me, now affectionately calling me "William."

I smiled. "Thanks!"

"I'll walk you out, too!" Marry Walker also followed us downstairs.

My mood became very good. On the way back home, smoking a cigar and driving a luxury car, the feeling was simply wonderful!

After getting home, I took a shower, changed clothes, and then went to find Lucy. It was already ten o'clock.

I called Lucy, and as soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw her standing at the door in a nightgown, waiting for me.

I asked, "Is your mother asleep?"

Lucy replied, "Yes. Do you want to take a bath? I've prepared your clothes for you."

I shook my head, and as I embraced her into the room, I said, "No need. I already took a bath at home before coming. I smoked a lot today. I didn't want to smell up the place for you."

"Okay, then change into your pajamas." She took out a set of pajamas. "I bought this two days ago."

I put on the pajamas. They fit just right, very snug.

"It's late. Shall we rest?" I suggested.

She nodded with a blush. Earlier, she mentioned sleeping on the floor, but now there was no sign of a floor bed in the room.

Turning off the lights and holding her delicate and fragrant body, I felt a sense of peace.

She seemed a bit nervous, so she took the initiative to start a conversation with me. "I forgot to buy a gift. Shall we wake up early tomorrow to go buy one?"

"Don't worry. I've already prepared." My hand slipped in, grasping her bosom.

The beauty in my arms let out a soft moan, her body going limp. An amazing sensation filled my palm. At that moment, I felt like I was holding onto the entire summer. I knew that even if I went further now, she wouldn't refuse, but I didn't.

Good wine needs to be savored slowly, and a beautiful woman, even more so. I understood this principle very well.

After a while, I stopped. "Let's sleep early. We have to wake up early tomorrow."

She suddenly propped herself up halfway, pressing against my chest. Her slightly cool red lips landed on my forehead, cheeks, nose, lips, and even my throat. "William Maine, it's so nice to have you! If you want, I can give myself to you!"

I hugged her, smiling. "Although I'm not a prude, I would love to have you like this. I'd rather meet your mother's requirements first and then take that final step. It's proof for her and a sign of respect for you. I hope you understand your place in my heart! It's definitely not as simple as a canary."

She pressed her face against my chest, hugging me tightly. "I've already felt it. Meeting you is my luck. No matter what the future holds, I'll be with you, even if we're poor and destitute."