Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

36 Chapter 36

"What do you think, sister-in-law? Which one is bigger, my brother's or mine?" Vernon asked.

Chloe zipped her mouth instantly, thinking that question was just ridiculous. To compare dick size, was he a teenager?

Vernon laughed full of ridicule, "It's okay if you don't want to answer it now. You will be honest later on, after all."

Vernon continued stroking his dick and started leaking precum from the tip. He wasn't always this hard, though.

Most of the time, he couldn't even reach full erection no matter how beautiful the woman he played with. Sometimes, he got so bored while playing that he couldn't even ejaculate while his partner was already squirting like crazy.

Thus, the fact that he could be crazy hard while playing with Chloe was already a blessing on its own.

Chloe didn't know what should she do next. She had limited experience. The only thing Vincent did to her was kissing, followed by him inserting his dick inside and then starting fucking her.

She thought that was how sex worked— until she started reading a few erotica.

Chloe tried to get up from the long sofa, but Vernon stopped him, "Stay like that, sister-in-law."

Vernon's order was stern, and Chloe couldn't refuse. She lay on the long sofa while Vernon continued jacking off right on top of her body.

He stretched his knees between Chloe's hips and started stroking even harder.

Vernon's breath got heavier, and sweat started trickling down from his temples.

Shlick. Shlick. Shlick.

"Ughhh!" Vernon felt his cum was already in his shaft, ready to be ejaculated. He aimed his dick down and stroked quickly until he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Ugh! Cumming! FUCK!"

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

"Ah! Mmhh!" Chloe saw white juice shooting from the tip of Vernon's big dick aiming towards her eyes. She closed her eyes and mouth so she wouldn't accidentally swallow it.

"Fuck!" Vernon continued shooting and aimed the rest of his hot cum on Chloe's shoulder and boobs.

"Ugh…" Vernon was spent after his last shot. He looked at Chloe, who still closed her eyes and shut her mouth.

Her beautiful face, slender neck, and big boobs were all covered with hickeys and cum, making a beautiful vie for Vernon.

This was the first time for him to be this excited about foreplay— and they weren't even going full-blown intercourse yet. Most of the time, he had casual sex with many women to pass his free time and trained a few women that he found interesting in that velvet room.

But with Chloe, he felt that sex couldn't be casual, especially with so many emotions and passions mixed into one.

He wasn't sure if he got excited because of her or because he was snatching someone from his big brother.

But whatever, as long as he had fun, it didn't matter.

Vernon patted Chloe's cheek before getting up, "Let's do this more often, sister-in-law. Remember, this is part of your job as my personal assistant. I expect you to cooperate in the future as well."

Vernon walked away and climbed the stair leading to his apartment on the upper floor, leaving Chloe alone, lying on the long sofa, covered with cum and hickeys.

She was still trying to collect herself after such a stimulating activity with Vernon.

Honestly, she thought she'd hate it, knowing how promiscuous and crazy Vernon could be.

But she enjoyed the most part of getting played by Vernon, making her worry about her moral ground.

'Is it really okay for me to play with a mad devil like him? Why am I enjoying it more than I thought?'

'Am I actually as perverted as him?' Chloe wondered.

While pondering, the cum started trickling down, passing her tightly shut mouth.

'Good thing I closed my mouth in time. Or else, I have to swallow his cum,' Chloe was relieved. Vincent never did something more than just regular penetration, no foreplay whatsoever, so she never knew if she had to swallow a man's cum.

She got up and returned to the bathroom, washing her body twice. The cum was proven to be so sticky and thick.

**

After a bath, Chloe dried herself and stared at the bathroom mirror, checking the kiss marks around her neck and shoulder.

It was so obvious, and knowing her skin, it would take a while to fade. The best she could do was use a layer of foundation and concealer to cover them.

She sighed full of woe, "What's wrong with him, seriously? He was angry with me in the morning and even accused me of looking down on him. But then, he suddenly returned and played with my body in various ways, including making deep hickeys. His mood swing is seriously unpredictable."

"I really don't know how what that madman is thinking."

**

Chloe wore a regular shirt and jeans. She climbed the stairs to Vernon's apartment and paused before stepping to the last staircase.

She was worried about Vernon's unpredictability.

But she still had to cook lunch, Vernon's apartment kitchen was bigger, and the ingredients were more complete, despite it being a little messy.

'Come on, Chloe, brace yourself. This is part of your job to cook, remember?' Chloe chanted in her heart.

She stepped at the last staircase and walked to the kitchen.

Her eyes darted at the living room and saw Vernon was sitting there.

He was wearing new sweatpants and a black shirt. He had just taken a bath, as proven by his damp hair.

He seemed to read something from his iPad, which Chloe predicted should be about work since he looked serious.

"Are you going to cook dinner, Chloe?" Vernon asked, but his eyes were still glued to the iPad screen.

"A—Ah, yes, I've prepared the ingredients before…." Chloe replied meekly, afraid that Vernon would suddenly yell at her for whatever reason.

Vernon had a grin at the edge of his lips, yet he still hadn't moved his eyes from the screen, "Tell me if you need help, I can cook a little."