Of the Sharma stories I have ever read, perhaps the most impressive one is Mr. Jones Be Gentle (Grace). The story is too good, leaving me with many doubts. Currently, the manga has been translated to Chapter 233. Let's read the author's Mr. Jones Be Gentle (Grace) Sharma story right here.
Heinz's body was stiff at that moment. He looked down at Grace affectionately.
Grace was very nervous too. She looked at him, taking a deep breath to hide her nervousness.
After all, it seemed a little too bold for her to say such words.
But Heinz respected her and cared for her so much. Therefore, she didn't want to distance herself from him anymore.
She felt that she should let him in more.
Heinz looked at her lips. She looked cute when she pursed them tightly like that.
All of a sudden, he leaned down to kiss her, no longer being polite.
His lips moved against hers passionately.
She was a little startled at his boldness.
It was because he kissed her so hard as if any rational thought had abandoned him at that moment.
At this moment, he wasn't restraining himself anymore. He proposed his thoughts through his actions, kissing her harder as time passed.
Grace frowned when her lips started to hurt.
Just as she was about to say something, he suddenly pulled away from her and looked at her gently.
He stopped his actions when it was becoming too overwhelming for her.
Then, he started to kiss her softly, with his lips gradually melting into hers.
Grace's eyes glazed over with pleasure, and she didn't know where to put her hands. She only felt as if they were seeping into one another, immersed in dizziness and pleasure.
They no longer refrained from each other, touching and kissing each other wildly.
A long time later.
Grace leaned in his arms and looked up at his chin, which was growing a bit of stubble.
She reached out to brush her fingers against it and whispered, "You haven't said anything since just now."
"I did." His voice was a little hoarse.
"No, you didn't," she argued. "Did you say something just now?"
"I don't like to talk when I'm doing that." He was referring to their actions of intimacy. Then, he continued, "But, I did speak just now."
Grace blushed. She said, "You just moaned a few times. You didn't even say anything."
"Wasn't moaning a few times enough for you?" he asked lazily.
Grace wanted him to respond to what she had said before, that she'd missed him all these days because he wasn't around.
However, Heinz didn't seem like he was going to say anything. It seemed that he had no idea what she meant.
How dense.
She looked up at him through wide eyes.
They'd been having sex for the past hour, but somehow, Heinz was still not getting the point.
Not only that, she even had to ask him directly. This man was too dense!
Grace couldn't help but mutter softly, "Heinz, I really don't know what to say about you."
Heinz looked at her in puzzlement when he heard her complaint.
"It seems like you're not satisfied with something," he noted.
"Shouldn't I be?"
"But why? Didn't you say that you missed me very much just now?" Heinz frowned as he looked at her. He continued, "Why is it so hard to see through a woman? Please just tell me if you need anything."
Grace was at a loss of words. The man was hopeless.
She stared at him, saying helplessly, "Well, it seems that you do remember me mentioning that I've missed you very much."
A ray of light flashed across his eyes, and Heinz was shocked after hearing what she said. He finally knew what she was trying to say. Then, he immediately returned to his calm state.
He formed a faint smile and said, "So?"
"Urgh!" Grace was so speechless that she briefly considered giving up on him.
"Nothing. It doesn't matter anymore.” Grace said indignantly. "You're too boring to talk to."
"Haha!" Heinz burst into laughter when he looked down to see her angry little face.
"It would be so unfair if you didn't consider this as proof. This is what a man would do whenever they missed their woman." He looked into her eyes as he said this.
Grace was speechless.
"We're not like women. We won't say yes when we mean no." Heinz continued.
Grace sucked in a breath.
"I think I'd better not talk too much. I'll prove to you how much I missed you," Heinz growled.
He did, in fact, go on to prove it. Several times.
By the end, Grace was so tired that she couldn't move anymore.
In the end, they got hungry, so they changed into a new set of clothes and went downstairs.
They saw a lot of dishes being served on the table.
Heinz glanced at the dishes to find that they were all covered with lids.
The butler came over immediately to both of them. "Sir, Miss Smith, the meal was already prepared just now. The both of you must be hungry now. Please enjoy the meal when it's still warm."
"Thank you," Grace said embarrassedly.
"You're welcome, Miss Smith." The butler said, lifting the lid of the bowl in front of her to say, "This is yours. It's very nourishing for women."
Grace was so shocked that she almost choked on her saliva. The housekeeper was too bold.
Then, the butler lifted the lid of the bowl in front of Heinz and said, "This is yours. It's a tonic soup."
"Do I need a tonic soup?" Heinz said coldly, his gaze so sharp that it could have killed a man.
"No, you might not need it. But it can enhance your performance. Sir, it's better to get more nutrition." The butler said respectfully.
Heinz frowned and said, "You may leave now."
The butler lifted all the lids and left.
Grace looked at his poker face and said, "Are you really angry?"
"Do I really need a tonic soup?"
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