Burning Passion: Love Never Die

His voice held a husky timbre. “Honey, wrap your arms around my neck.”

Subsequently, Millie’s silk nightgown was swiftly discarded. A flicker of surprise coursed through her, yet she complied, her slim arms encircling Marcus’ neck.

Marcus’ hand ventured lower. Beyond the window, the moon concealed itself behind clouds.

Droplets of sweat began to form, trickling down their skin as the heat between them escalated. The entire bedroom seemed to ignite, ablaze with fervor.

The next morning, the morning sun shone into the room, illuminating it. The bedroom still carried an intimate air.

to wake up. Millie moved a little in her sleep, hummed lazily and went back to

at her beautiful face with a smile, physically

so beautiful and sensual that even her most casual move

out did he immediately give up and

he supported his hand on his pillow and stared at the sleeping Millie. Her lips were a little swollen, and that was kind of his fault. He couldn’t seem to stop

he promised himself that he would do everything in his

vibrated

that it was a message from Mylo. “Where are you? It’s

of the

of the mountain? You are in the villa

muted his phone and threw it aside. Staying with his wife was much more

up. An hour later, he heard some noise downstairs. With a frown, Marcus turned on the