Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 685

At this moment, Tarquin's heart was overflowing with emotions, but his kiss was extraordinarily gentle.

So gentle, it was almost cautious!

It was like how a kid savors their favorite slice of apple pie, wanting to devour it all at once yet not wanting the moment to end, savoring it bite by bite.

Or like a collector admiring a rare and precious artifact, movements filled with tenderness, as if afraid that even a slight pressure would cause damage.

Elysia's eyes were closed, her eyelashes fluttering gently.

Tarquin's kisses were usually straightforward, but today's unexpected gentleness, reminiscent of a first kiss, was all the more enticing, all the more heart-stirring.

It used to feel like he was kissing her with his body, but today, it felt like he was kissing her with his heart.

Elysia, nervous, clutched at the sides of Tarquin's shirt, letting him kiss her.

In the bedroom, the air was charged with an unsteady excitement, the temperature gradually rising, becoming hotter and hotter.

Their breathing became rapid, bodies intertwined, souls entangled, passion seeping into their bones.

Desire blazed within Tarquin, his body burning up, his lower abdomen uncomfortably tight, soon losing control.

became more assertive, his hands

his hand moved from her waist down towards her thighs, lifting the hem of her shirt,

directly grasped Elysia's waist, the delightful sensation making

soft moan almost making him

palpable, eager, the kisses becoming wild, his hand starting to roam

sounds of their heavy breathing and soft moans filled the

Elysia's eyes, which had been tightly shut, flew open, grabbing Tarquin's wrist with a flushed

hard, wanting her yet not daring to force anything, beads of sweat forming

not

of her

not divorced, legally speaking, didn't

No! That can't be!

him

made her

I... It's not that I don't like you, or don't want to be with you... I

trying to explain, Tarquin felt a pang of

her meant he

but he