Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 614

In the study, the atmosphere was thick with tension.

Elysia found herself pinned down on the couch by Tarquin, his weight pressing her firmly into the cushions. Somehow, their heated argument had spiraled into this moment of passion, moving from the entrance to the seclusion of the study.

Tarquin's lips claimed hers with an assertive hunger, his hands firmly holding hers in place. Though he was clearly losing control, he dared not take things further with Elysia here, in this place. Instead, he poured all his pent-up longing into their kiss, venting days of yearning.

Elysia was utterly dazed by the intensity of his kiss, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, her eyelashes fluttering.

It wasn't until Elliot's voice pierced the air again, calling out "Mommy?" that she snapped back to reality. Her eyes widened in shock, and she immediately began to resist.

her lips but still remaining close, his body

faces inches apart. Tarquin's frustration was evident in his furrowed brows and dark expression, while Elysia, overwhelmed with embarrassment, could hardly meet his gaze,

Tarquin a clear view of her flushed neck and ears, igniting an even fiercer desire within him. He swallowed hard, forcing

pushed the boundaries by leaving her lips swollen. He expected a slap was imminent. However, as soon as

puzzled. "Not going to

the doorknob, Tarquin quickly regained his senses and caught her, whispering lowly, "Your hair's a mess, and your lips are swollen. If you go

to grab a small mirror. The reflection showing her disheveled state enraged her,

retribution he expected