His Unveiled Passion

Stephen's palm slid downward, resting against Tessa's slender neck.

He lowered his head and looked at her. There was barely any distance between them, allowing their breaths to mingle intimately. He murmured huskily, "What shouldn't I do?"

"You know what I'm getting at," Tessa whispered.

He tilted her chin up gently, forcing her to meet his deep gaze. "I want to hear you say it."

His eyes were as deep as the ocean, threatening to drown her in their bottomless depths.

Tessa pursed her lips and finally said, "You shouldn't worry that I'd fall for someone else."

Stephen chuckled softly. His austere features softening slightly at his joy.

Then, he asked her, "Are you worried that I'll fall in love with someone else?"

She had indeed been worried about it, but that was before Marissa had returned to the country.

Still, she shook her head and told a bald-faced lie, "Never."

Stephen's long fingers pinched her cheeks gently, creating dimples on both sides of her face.

"I find myself disliking that answer. Try again," he drawled playfully.

Tessa stared at him wordlessly. Then, she turned her head away, only for Stephen to turn it back.

Finally, she conceded defeat, answering honestly, "Fine, I was worried about that. I even got jealous. Are you happy now?"

Stephen grinned at her, clearly pleased with her admission. He leaned in and kissed her yet again.

It was a forceful kiss. He pried her lips open with his tongue, slotting their lips together in an intimate dance.

Tessa felt as though he was stealing the very oxygen from her lungs. Soon, she felt herself turning weak in the knees.

The kiss was filled with passion and desire.

It didn't take long for their breathing to grow rapid in their need for one another.

The passion between them grew as they entangled themselves in each other's embrace.

Tessa could feel her blood heating, every caress alighting her nerves.

A deep longing stirred within her, making her unable to do anything but succumb to him.

she soon braced herself against his chest as

was

were about to

found herself a breath away from drowning. So, she panted his name in between gasps, trying to

full well just what she was implying. Yet, he still

word in,

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

couple stiffened at

thank whoever it was for

exhaled and smoothed out her dishevelled

herself

she saw that Marianne's face had appeared on the

look at Stephen,

remained standing right in his spot. He regarded

choice but to say into the intercom, "Ms. Connors, give me a

she dashed toward Stephen and

bedroom," she whispered urgently

husbands who were trying their damndest

her push him along. Unlike Tessa's frantic urgency, he looked utterly amused by

inside, Tessa stood at

door

she poked her head in and blurted hurriedly, "I'm sorry Just hide in here for a

said nothing, but his gaze

utterly pitiful

herself to look away

walked to the front door, inhaled deeply to steady herself, and opened the

the door swung open,

"Tessa, I called you earlier, but you didn't answer. Have you eaten? I made you your favorites-chicken soup and some

in, saying, "I haven't eaten just yet. I was

missed the call because my phone

fair, she wasn't exactly lying because

the thermos on

and began to serve the dishes. "I understand you're busy, but you should still remember to

agreement before saying, "Thank you,

is nothing. Besides, I've got nothing better to do, so I figured I should

was done serving the dishes, she handed Tessa a set of cutlery. "Eat while

out a chair and sat

the soup in small

red?" Marianne