Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 178: Promise sealed

Their foreheads touched, breaths mingling in the tender space between them. His lips captured hers in a soft kiss that slowly deepened, his tongue finding its way into her mouth as their breaths intermingled and they tasted and savored each other.

His hand slipped beneath her nightdress, trailing slowly along her heated skin, mapping every curve with deliberate, lingering caresses. Each stroke sent shivers rippling through her, drawing muffled gasps from her parted lips.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer. His palm found her breast, kneading it with a hungry tenderness, his fingers teasing the sensitive peaks eliciting wetness. Sparks of pleasure danced through her nerves, her breath hitching as waves of sensation coursed through her. Her eyes fluttered shut, heart pounding fiercely in her chest, her entire body aching with need, burning for more of him.

He pulled away from the kiss, nuzzling her neck as he sucked lightly, drawing soft gasps from her lips. "My doctor," he murmured, his voice both tender and teasing, "can I finally go on with this?"

Though his words sought permission, his actions already spoke volumes—his lips continuing their trail along her neck, shoulders, and chest, each kiss warm and lingering, his breath tickling her skin. A moan escaped her as sensation overtook her.

Her eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze. In his eyes, she saw it all—love, passion, desire, and a depth of emotion that left her breathless. She felt every bit of it, and it made her heart flutter in the most beautiful way.

Due to the severity of his injury and their ongoing contemplation of their relationship, sex and consummation had long been out of the question.

They had kissed, caressed, and felt each other’s desires—but Jessica had refused to risk anything that might hinder his recovery. Yet now, in this moment, she wanted to break that barrier. He wanted to feel her completely, as it should be.

He waited for her response—for that one answer, the proof of their shared willingness to take this step, to seal their bond. Jessica wanted to nod, but her hand moved before she could.

eyes at the touch, as though committing the

lips from the heat of his roaming hands. He touched her as though

the answer he needed. It was his confirmation of her desire, of their hope. He pulled her into a firm

circling her peak while his hand continued to caress the other. She whimpered softly, her senses overwhelmed, her body trembling

a little at first," he asked gently,

lightly.

Like a beast unleashed, he let go of all restraint, his suppressed desires taking

her skin. More than that, he would seal this union.

every memory of the past, they lost themselves in the heat of the moment.

his muscled abs. His

warm and tender, while his hand glided down her curves in a quiet, seductive touch—down to her thighs, then her inner thighs, and finally to her clit. His fingers circled

as she buried herself deeper into his embrace, her moans, pants, and gasps urging him

he positioned himself over her. Her hands slid down his waist and along his hips—not as a doctor this time, but as a woman

not to hurt her, he lowered himself between her thighs, paused briefly taking note of her sweaty face, disheveled hair, rosy lips—a sight that fueled more desire in him. In a low whisper he asked,

distracting her attention. Slowly, he made his way as she let a brief cry, her nerve

breathe quickened as he moved inside her with steady, deep and gentle thrust, her legs wrapped around him tightly as