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.

breathless from his kiss, and she soon braced herself against his chest as

was no

to spiral out of

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

her. He knew full well just what she was implying. Yet, he

a word in,

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened at the

whether she should thank whoever it was for saving her or curse them for

exhaled and smoothed out her dishevelled

were still filled with desire, so Tessa couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye. Instead, she hastily

she saw that Marianne's face had appeared on the screen. "Tessa, are you

to look at Stephen, urgently signaling for him to

spot. He regarded Tessa languidly as his lips curled into

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

said that, she dashed toward Stephen

hide in the bedroom," she whispered urgently as she herded

way she was behaving was akin to unfaithful husbands who were trying their damndest to hide

him along. Unlike Tessa's frantic urgency, he looked utterly amused by the turn of events. However, he did

at the door

The door was

head in and blurted hurriedly, "I'm sorry Just hide

but his gaze never left her

utterly pitiful

look away and shut the door with a

inhaled deeply to steady herself, and opened the

the door swung open,

earlier, but you didn't answer. Have you eaten? I made you

her in, saying, "I haven't eaten just

probably missed the call because my

fair, she wasn't exactly lying because she

walked in and placed the

serve the dishes. "I understand you're busy, but you should

in agreement before saying, "Thank

better to do, so I figured I should drop by and

a set of cutlery.

Tessa pulled out a chair and sat down

soup

your face so red?"