Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 335

Lyman whispered, "I'm hungry."

Before Effie could react, his lips were already on hers, stealing her breath, swallowing any protest she might have made.

Effie let out a soft, involuntary sound, "Mm-"

It was like a feather brushing against Lyman's nerves-sensitive, electric. In that moment, whatever restraint he had left broke.

He swept Effie up in his arms, slinging her over his shoulder with a sudden burst of strength.

Dangling against him, Effie could feel the power in his body as he carried her down the hall. When they reached the lounge, Lyman kicked the door shut behind them, strode to the bed, and set her down.

She sank into the soft mattress, trying to sit up, but Lyman was already over her, his gaze sweeping down at her flushed cheeks.

She looked as delicate and radiant as a camellia in early spring, blooming just for him.

Effie's heart hammered-usually, these moments happened at night, in the safety of darkness. But now, in broad daylight, it all felt so exposed-so thrilling and a little nerve-wracking.

Her throat felt dry, so she swallowed, unconsciously licking her lips.

His voice dropped to a husky murmur. "You

"Me?" Effie managed, startled.

say more-his mouth claimed hers in a deep, lingering kiss. He treated her as if she were some exquisite treat to be savored, careful and thorough, not missing a

close until there was no

“Now I finally understand why old kings never wanted to leave

her hand, fair and slender, tracing a line across his chest. She poked him lightly.

rolled them over so he was on top again, grinning

her up again, and she was swept along

it, Effie

trembling; she could barely stand, her arms

dress, buttoning her shirt with

all your fault. How am I supposed to go

among the cushions. "Then don't go. I'll have Luther call

wanted to protest, but the truth was, she could

her hair

calming a child.

me. When I'm done,

home early-and pick up

Grandma on the way."