Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 735

He gently pinned her hands above her head, his lips seeking hers softly, tenderly.

And then, his hands started to wander, expertly finding the zipper at the back of her dress and pulling it down, his warm hands tracing paths on her skin.

Jack knew he was losing control.

In front of this woman, he couldn't keep himself in check.

They had known each other for three years, yet the closest they had gotten was kissing.

So, why not take it a step further?

Even though they had never really found the right titles for what they were to each other, did it really matter?

He was well aware of Emily's feelings, and his own heart was becoming clearer. Unable to resist, Jack deepened the kiss, his movements growing more tender. But Emily's mind was a whirlwind of confusion, drunk to the point of not knowing what was happening.

All she felt was an unbearable itchiness all over her body, and the weight on her was suffocating.

In the next moment, with a strength she didn't know she had, she managed to push Jack off and turned over, blindly grabbing a pillow and falling asleep almost immediately.

Jack, nearly tumbling off the bed, was stunned.

motionless, watching her sleep soundly, looking completely innocent

desire quenched, he had no choice but to cool off

sleeping in the same position, oblivious to what

so eager to

of drunken debauchery

with a wry smile, Jack lay down beside her,

woke up, groggy and

on the couch

are you staring at me like that?" she gasped,

how long you could possibly sleep," Jack said, his smile hiding a multitude

not even past nine, and she had

the dot, it was nine

to Jack's veiled disappointment, glanced at the pillow next to hers, noticing the obvious signs someone had

sleeping together last night?" she asked,

my wife, so they prepared

chuckled, rolling out of bed. "So,

moved to the bathroom to freshen up, leaving Jack leaning against

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