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.

lips but still remaining close,

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

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

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

"Not going to slap

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

to the desk to grab a small mirror. The reflection showing her disheveled state enraged her, and she stormed over with her hand raised for

himself, the delayed retribution he expected was about to